Chapter 363: Chapter 363: You Want to Marry Me? Are You Worthy?
These words were like a sudden clap of thunder, startling Summer Monroe to the point where she almost stood up.
Yet, beside her, Soren Foster’s eyes flickered slightly.
Evelyn Clayton very perceptively caught the stir in Soren Foster’s eyes.
But due to Summer Monroe’s presence, Soren Foster did nothing and said nothing.
And as Evelyn Clayton looked at the cheerful Violet Ford, she completely understood the ultimate purpose of today’s dinner hosted by Violet.
Sow discord, causing Soren and Summer to crumble and disintegrate from within.
As for her and Yara Reagan, they were simply used to provoke Summer into losing her senses, serving as a smokescreen to prevent her from thinking rationally.
In the time that followed, Summer seemed like she’d lost her soul, restless and uneasy.
She didn’t dare to confront Violet directly, because Violet held most of The Ford Family’s key overseas industries in her hands; even Felix Ford was a minor figure compared to her.
Although Violet temporarily couldn’t touch The Ford Family’s domestic assets, if she made a ruthless move, Summer would have nowhere to escape.
For now, Violet just didn’t want to push things to the absolute limit.
In contrast, Evelyn Clayton became calm and even had the leisure to savor the delicacies.
Summer barely made it through the banquet, hurriedly leaving with Soren as it came to an end.
Violet’s smile was enigmatic as she raised her glass, the curve of her lips growing more pleased, "Evelyn, Yara, a toast to you both."
Evelyn Clayton smiled and downed the wine in her glass, knowing that her mission for today was successfully completed.
"Sister Violet, Yara and I are going to be busy in the days to come." Evelyn hinted.
Violet responded happily, "Understood, just let me know if there’s anything you need me to do, don’t be shy."
When leaving the dinner, Yara Reagan couldn’t help but sigh.
"As expected, this kind of family is the most chaotic. I originally had a good impression of Sister Violet, but after tonight, I’m a bit afraid of her."
Evelyn Clayton’s eyes flickered.
"Afraid of what?" Evelyn said softly, "Don’t be scared. If we cower, we’ll definitely become cannon fodder in capitalist struggles. What we need to do is step on capital, and become the capital."
Yara nodded vigorously, then became puzzled again.
"Do you think Soren will have disagreements with Summer because of today’s events?"
Evelyn raised an eyebrow but didn’t answer.
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On the other side, Summer Monroe returned to her apartment in the city.
Soren Foster silently accompanied her, but since they left Franklin Ford’s restaurant, Summer’s face was ashen, and she seemed lost, not speaking a word to him.
Soren Foster’s mind was still turning over Violet’s words.
If... Summer could really get a share from The Ford Family, wouldn’t convincing her to be with him become somewhat easier?
Upon entering the apartment, Summer almost slammed the door shut before turning to look at Soren who had followed her in.
"Why are you following me?!" Summer said harshly, her eyes full of contempt and disdain as usual.
Only tonight, Soren felt particularly hurt.
"Summer..." Soren’s voice was slightly hoarse, his reddened eyes fixed on her, "You heard what Violet said, since it’s possible to have the best of both worlds, why do you still want to be the widow of Felix Ford?"
He took a deep breath, filled with infinite hope: "Marry me, be with me, okay?"
As the words fell, Summer’s face showed a slightly absurd expression.
Soren was stunned and hadn’t yet reacted when he saw Summer staring at him, moving step by step closer.
She raised her hand, suddenly caressing Soren’s handsome face, his eyes suddenly turning profound as he tried to grab her wrist.
However, the next moment, Summer lightly moved her hand away.
"Want to marry me? Soren, are you worthy?"