CHAPTER 36: CHAPTER 36: DON’T TAKE ME FOR A FOOL

Ryder Quinn had already arrived, and he had seen the entire sequence of events clearly.

He curled his lips into a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, gave a soft "oh," and said, "Well, you can relax, it can’t bite you anymore."

Coralie Hughes turned even paler.

Yes, the puppy couldn’t bite her anymore, because Ryder Quinn had shot it dead!

Her puppy... The one she had painstakingly raised for three years, just died like that. And it was all because of Summer Monroe!

Coralie Hughes gave Summer Monroe a vicious glare.

She wouldn’t let her off!

Over there, Clarissa Stanton had already helped Stella Monroe up from the ground.

Stella Monroe immediately said, "I’m sorry, Young Master Quinn, I didn’t manage the daughter who came back from the countryside well, and let you see a joke."

Ryder Quinn glanced at Summer Monroe out of the corner of his eye, noticing the girl standing quietly in place without defending herself, a meaningful look surfaced in his eyes.

He shrugged and said, "I heard that the Stanton Family brought back a beauty, and seeing her today, she is indeed pretty."

Stella Monroe’s face darkened, and beside her, Coralie Hughes’s expression was even worse.

"Alright, I’ve watched a good show, and I should leave. Coralie Hughes, my mom invited you to our house for dinner, don’t just stand there, let’s go!"

After Ryder Quinn spoke, he didn’t even greet Stella Monroe and turned to leave.

Stella Monroe didn’t mind Ryder’s disregard for her, as she smiled and watched him leave.

She wouldn’t dare to display an attitude to such an important person, let alone have the opportunity to ingratiate herself with him.

Coralie Hughes asked a bodyguard to take care of the puppy’s body and jogged up to catch up with Ryder Quinn.

"Young Master Quinn, wait for me!"

Ryder Quinn didn’t slow his steps in the least, but when he passed by Summer Monroe, he paused for a moment.

Summer Monroe didn’t pay attention to Ryder Quinn, nor did she respond to Stella Monroe calling her name, and walked straight towards the villa.

The person in charge of this family was Henry Stanton, and as long as she pleased him, Stella Monroe wasn’t important at all.

Stella Monroe was so angry that her face turned red, yet there was nothing she could openly do to Summer Monroe.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ryder Quinn dropped Coralie Hughes off at the Quinn Family but didn’t get out of the car himself.

Coralie Hughes asked in confusion, "Young Master Quinn, aren’t you getting out?"

Ryder Quinn made no attempt to hide his disdain for Coralie Hughes.

He chuckled and said, "Miss Hughes, since no one else is here, I’ll be frank. I’m not done having fun and I don’t want to get married, especially not to someone of your type. So before I bring up the dissolution of our engagement, it’s best if you talk to my mom yourself. Otherwise, when I break it off, people might laugh."

Coralie Hughes’s face flushed instantly.

She clutched her skirt and bravely asked, "I don’t understand... Why don’t you like me? You’ve never said you disliked me before..."

Ryder Quinn gripped the steering wheel with one hand and shrugged, "Before today, I thought it didn’t matter who I married. But today, I decided I can’t marry you."

Coralie Hughes’s flush faded, leaving her pale.

"...Why? Is there something I did wrong? I can change!"

Ryder Quinn looked at Coralie Hughes with a piercing gaze: "I really don’t want my future wife to be someone who kills."

Coralie Hughes asked in astonishment, "Are you talking about me? When did I ever..."

"Today you let a dog loose to bite someone, and if one hadn’t been controlled properly, that girl would be dead. You must be aware of that, right?"

Coralie Hughes quickly explained, "I already said, I didn’t let the dog bite her, she let my puppy bite me instead."

The last trace of patience disappeared from Ryder Quinn’s eyes.

"Coralie Hughes, don’t take me for a fool."

After saying that, he rolled up the car window and drove away, leaving Coralie Hughes standing alone in the night breeze.