Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO; Chapter 1951

Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Chapter 1952; Power Plays and Broken Trust

“Should you ever turn against the Quillen family, I’ll take down the Fletcher family without hesitation. Don’t try my patience.!”

As Emmanuel threat echoed in the room, Jake quickly concealed his unease with a strained smile. “Mr. Lowe you have nothing to worry about. We’re on the same side, and I wouldn’t dream of going against you. I’ll begin the search for Roselynn immediately.”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear!” His tone grew warmer with approval. “I’ll head to Silver Fox Military now. If you mange to find my sister, I’ll make sure they pay for it.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lower!” Jake bowed with heartfelt gratitude. His posture and the troubled look in his eyes betrayed the lingering resentment he harbored toward the Silver Fox Military.

As they were heading out, Raina burst in, her face marked by concern. “Dad, several of our relatives are here. They insist on seeing both of you right away!”

Seeing her concern, Emmanuel realized that the Fletcher family wasn’t all on the same page as Jake. The image of the enchanting, masked women from earlier lingered in his mind, and he felt a disturbing pull as if he were being drawn into the heart of the family’s intense power struggle.

Jake frowned, clearly deep in thought. After a brief pause, he turned to Emmanuel with a request. “Mr. Lowe, would you come with me to meet my father?”

“Of course,” he agreed.

He viewed the Fletcher family not just as a potential ally but as a key piece in his plan to bring down Teddy. Building strong connections was crucial, and the Fletcher family’s offer to align with him was an opportunity he wasn’t about to het slip by.

As they left the reception hall, they entered a large chamber where an elderly man sat at the head of a long, polished table. Surrounding him were several men, along with their wives, creating a scene of bustling activity. The Fletcher family was clearly a formidable and well-established clan, their influence and stature for exceeding that of the Quillen family.

“Good evening, everyone,” Jake said with deep respect, “allow me to introduce the Grandmaster of Nuthana, Mr. Emmanuel Lowe.”

Despite Jake’s respectful tone, the family members eyed Emmanuel with a blend of curiosity and suspicion, their polite smiles barely masking their true feelings.

Old Mr. Fletcher rose from his seat, his demeanor courteous but firm. “Mr. Lowe, please excuse our lack of proper greeting. We weren’t expecting you, but we’re glad to make your acquaintance.”

Emmanuel, showing his respect for elders, smiled pleasantly. “Please don’t worry about it, Old Mr. Fletcher. I apologize for arriving unannounced. I hope it’s not too much of an inconvenience.”

Old Mr. Fletcher, clearly aware of the situation, quickly set the tone. “Mr. Lowe, we’re currently engaged in important discussion with Ms. Tanner. Unfortunately, we don’t have time to entertain uninvited guests. I must ask you to leave.”

Although his words were polite, Emmanuel could direct a clear undercurrent of hostility. It was evident that his presence was unwelcome.

At the same moment, he figured out who the mesmerizing, masked woman was. It turned out to be Xylie, the daughter of the Tanner family. Her appearance, combined with the current turmoil, made it clear that she was working to draw the Fletcher family to their side.

“Father, Mr. Lowe must not leave, and I refuse to cooperate with the Tanner family!” Jake declared, his voice firm and defiant, ”Aligning with the Tanners may seem like a step forward, but their so-called reconciliation is just a smokescreen to make us subordinate to the Quill family. In the end, they’ll easily swallow up our assets and resources!”

His words sparked an immediate uproar among the other family members. Heated discussion erupted, reflecting the deep divisions within the Fletcher family.

In the midst of the chaos, Emmanuel felt the gravity of the situation. The Fletcher family was deeply divided, with some eager to align with the Tanners for their own protection, while others, like Jake, were resolutely against becoming pawns to the Quills. For them, it was a matter of pride and survival. The idea of submitting to the Quills was a bitter pill to swallow, and once they committed, there would be no turning back.

Emmanuel had no intention to get entangled in the Fletcher family’s internal squabbles. Their family drama was not his concern, but the unfolding events were undeniably intriguing.

Just as he turned to leave, Jake stepped forward again, blocking his way. “Mr. Lowe, please, you’re not just an uninvited guest here. We truly appreciate you and need your help here. Let’s work together!”

Before he could say a word, Damien’s voice cut through the tension with a chilling edge. “Jake, tell me you’re not seriously thinking of teaming up with the Quillens to challenge the Tanners and the Quills, are you？“

The room fell silent as every gaze turned toward Jake, the atmosphere thick with unease.

It was an obvious deduction, and Jake had no reason to deceive anyone at this point. For any plan to work, he needed the backing of the family, especially the approval of Old Mr. Fletcher.