I Want a Divorce Every Day, But the Superstar Says No-Chapter 145 - 144: An Unexpected Encounter with an Old Acquaintance

Chapter 145: Chapter 144: An Unexpected Encounter with an Old Acquaintance

Her expression was subtle, as if she were chatting casually, "Does your grandfather really want you to marry the Linnel family’s eldest daughter?"

He glanced at Quiana Sutton, with a hint of helplessness, "Originally, your Sutton Estate had no underground influence, at most just some military involvement. But ever since Nathan Firth was adopted by your Sutton Estate, its strength has been rising steadily.

The power balance among the original four major families was quite even, but now the Sutton Estate stands alone, dominating with both black and white factions plus military industry. How could the old man not be concerned?"

Quiana seemed to seriously ponder, "If I were the favored eldest daughter of the Sutton Estate, would your grandfather stop forcing you to marry Vinny Linnel?"

"But, the favored eldest daughter of the Sutton Estate is Charlotte Sutton, and she’s already engaged to Nathan Firth."

Durrell Landon saw her thinking so earnestly and tapped her nose, "Don’t worry, no matter what happens, I won’t be engaged to Vinny Linnel."

Durrell took her to the restaurant and gently pulled out a chair for her, "What would you like to eat?"

Quiana: "Anything is fine."

She hadn’t been seated for long when a man sat directly across from her without her permission. Yet, unlike the previous guy trying to flirt, he carried an innate calmness and ease. His presence felt more incidental than bothersome.

Thomas Grant glanced at Quiana, a smile in his eyes, "Miss Sutton, could you give me an autograph?"

She was skeptical, "An autograph?"

Thomas’s smile didn’t waver, "Because I’m a fan of Miss Sutton. Now that I’ve seen my idol in person, naturally I hope to get an autograph."

The man in front of her stared intently, with eyes radiating sincere affection, but the slight curve of his lips betrayed his playful teasing.

Quiana didn’t expose him directly, and instead felt wistful, "Since you say you’re my fan, do you know what I’ve acted in?"

"’Your Time of Captivating Love,’ ’Glazed Dream,’ ’Taking You to Faraway’... these idol dramas featured you, Miss Sutton. There’s even a movie ’Phoenix Road’ that hasn’t been released yet."

Quiana: "..."

The man accurately listed her TV shows and even pinpointed the songs she performed.

Is he really her fan?

Though she doubted he would be star-struck.

No matter how graceful his actions, the cold indifference emanating from his eyes was too real to hide.

Just then, Durrell came over carrying her favorite food, and upon seeing Thomas sitting opposite Quiana, he instinctively narrowed his eyes, "Why are you here?"

Thomas, wholly relaxed, replied, "What else can one do in this place? Naturally, I’m here for leisure. But I’m quite surprised, don’t you usually dislike leaving Capital City? Why are you on a trip alone?"

"Who said I’m here alone, I’m with my wife."

Thomas: "..."

Is it his imagination, or did Durrell sound a tad smug saying that?

Seriously, why sound smug when speaking to him?

When he first knows Durrell Landon, this guy was quite the charmer.

His looks could dazzle, and people would unknowingly fall into his traps.

Seeing him at this hotel was shocking enough, but Thomas witnessed something even more jaw-dropping.

Durrell picked a dumpling and brought it close to Quiana’s lips, trying to feed her:

"This is your favorite flavor, try it."

She blinked, "I’ll do it myself."

In a private setting, she might entertain being pampered by Durrell. But with so many people in the restaurant, her face wasn’t thick enough for that, and she declined hastily.

An idea suddenly sparked in Thomas’s mind, like a revelation:

"The wife you mentioned, is it her?"

"Who else could it be?"

Thomas: "..."

"You actually married her?"

Just then, Thomas’s phone vibrated; he took a look, furrowed his brows slightly, but quickly turned calm, as if it was a mere illusion.

He stood up languidly, putting the phone back into his pocket: "Durrell, since we’re both at this hotel, once I’m done, shall we grab a drink? It’s been years since we last met."

"Sure."

After Thomas left, Quiana curiously asked:

"Who is that man?"

Durrell replied calmly, "The heir to the Grant Family, one of the four major families."

"Cough cough cough..."

She choked on the dumpling’s juice, "Wasn’t the heir of the Grant Family said to be frail?"

She had seen him once when she was young, and didn’t have a strong impression.

Later, dealing with her own troubles, coupled with the low-key nature of the Grant Family, she hadn’t had the inclination to learn more.

Even though it was a brief encounter, she’s unsure of his true strength, but surely his combat prowess wouldn’t match the word ’frail,’ right?

Seeing her choke, Durrell quickly handed her a tissue and helped soothe her.

"Rumors only."

After saying this, Durrell looked quite serious at Quiana, "Thomas Grant is definitely a schemer. Next time you encounter him, steer clear."

It was her first time seeing Durrell so serious, causing her to giggle lightly.

"Alright, besides you as my sole focus, I won’t look at any other man. We’re here to travel; let’s not let insignificant matters disrupt our mood."

At this point, she suddenly recalled something.

"By the way, when you packed my clothes, why didn’t you bring a few bikinis? Gavaria’s beach is world-renowned."

Durrell smiled at her slyly, "If you don’t want a bloodbath on the beach, best you abandon that thought."

Quiana: "..."

He said it with a smile, but it still made her shiver inexplicably.

She was certain he was serious.

A bit gloomily, does this mean she’s bidding farewell to beaches and swimwear forever?

As Thomas left the restaurant, someone immediately approached, respectfully addressing: "Master."

Thomas looked at him displeased, "The old man really sent Carl here?"

The bodyguard dared not mention any names and continued respectfully, "Prince Carl is from Rio, which although a small country, would be very beneficial for the Grant’s expansion in the southern hemisphere. The master hopes you can take this opportunity to cultivate a relationship with Prince Carl."

He lowered his head, refraining from speaking further. In recent years, under Nathan Firth’s leadership, the Sutton Estate’s influence had been growing stronger, the White Family also intended to ally with the Linnel Family, leaving the Grant Family at a standstill, which the old master simply couldn’t accept.