Chapter 292: Chapter 292: No Seat for Harry Hunter
Austin Winters affectionately held her arm, "Don’t worry, Grandma, even after I get married, I won’t forget you. Cherry and I will both look after you together, and now you’ll have an extra granddaughter. This has nothing to do with the inheritance!"
Cherry Lewis hugged the old lady’s other arm coquettishly, "Grandma, Austin is right. I will be your real granddaughter now, and I will surely be good to you. You must not only care for Isabella Weaver and not for me. I have nothing now, only..."
As she spoke, she began to sob quietly.
The old lady embraced her affectionately and patted her back, "Of course, Grandma cares for you! I don’t acknowledge Isabella Weaver, who has no manners. You’re my only granddaughter-in-law! No one else deserves it!"
Leon Hunter and Amy Winters also chimed in to comfort Cherry Lewis. Anyone who didn’t know better would think that the Hunter Family and the Lewis Family had never had any conflicts and were as harmonious as ever!
Only Ben Hunter frowned, looking dissatisfied with Cherry Lewis—who would be satisfied with her? Couldn’t marry the eldest, and a few days later, switched to the second. The eldest and the second are full of conflicts! Cherry Lewis wasn’t here to form a marriage alliance; she was here for revenge!
Nonetheless, Ben Hunter did not voice his opposition either. After all, Austin Winters doesn’t have the Hunter surname, and he never considered Austin a grandson anyway. He could marry whomever he pleased.
As for the old lady’s talk about giving half of the Hunter Family’s assets to Austin Winters, that’s just nonsense! Austin himself probably doesn’t believe it!
Currently, 90% of the Hunter Family’s assets are in Harry Hunter’s hands, and Leon Hunter doesn’t even know about the other 10%, which are under his control. As long as the grandfather and grandson don’t let go, no one can take them away.
If Harry Hunter lets Austin Winters take half of the assets, he’d no longer be Harry Hunter.
It would be good enough if he doesn’t take Austin’s money away!
The old lady didn’t particularly care for Austin Winters either; she was just using him to keep Harry Hunter in check.
Harry Hunter watched all of this indifferently without any reaction.
Behind him, Connor scoffed disdainfully. What a mess. Of all the people Austin Winters could marry, he chose Cherry Lewis, obviously intending to antagonize the Young Master.
And Cherry Lewis was even more shameless. Couldn’t she find someone to marry? Did she really have to marry the son of the Young Master’s stepmother?
A few days ago, the two families were at odds, holding press conferences to accuse each other and even hiring legal teams to file lawsuits. The whole city knew about it!
And now they’re marrying into each other! Acting like they’re overjoyed!
It’s simply insane!
Connor felt a bit sorry for Harry Hunter.
No wonder the Young Master was unwilling to bring the Young Madam home. With the family’s incredulous actions, full of plots and schemes, he wouldn’t bring his wife back either. It’s too humiliating!
Meanwhile, they finally managed to coax Cherry Lewis into smiling again, and the household staff began serving the dishes. Connor took a glance and found that there weren’t any dishes or utensils prepared for the Young Master at the stone table.
Leon Hunter was actually asking him to bring Isabella Weaver home for dinner, but there wasn’t a space for the couple!
It was intentional to embarrass Isabella Weaver, wasn’t it?
Of course, Harry Hunter noticed, but he didn’t care and spoke coldly, "Austin Winters."
"Brother, what’s up? Come on over and eat. Connor, you too! It’s a good day, and we made lots of dishes!"
Connor almost cursed, shameless. Taking what’s not theirs! Were they supposed to sit on the floor and eat? They didn’t even prepare a chair!
Compared to Connor, Harry Hunter remained much calmer.
His voice was steady and indifferent, devoid of emotion, "You’re marrying Cherry Lewis?"
"Yes! She’s a good girl, very outstanding. I’m sorry, brother, for not informing you in advance. You don’t mind, do you?"