Chapter 15 Nothing forcibly done Is Going to Be Agreeable
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Vincent rubbed his head, “I’m flattered. Actually, Dr. Walker, you got real tricks and are a master on the use of vital energy. I’m sorry for offending you just now, and I hope you won’t mind.”
“Oh?! You can see that I used vital energy?!”
“Uh!” Vincent was taken aback, his eyes rolled, and hurriedly explained, “Didn’t you say it yourself...?”
“Ah? Did I say it?! Hehe... Perhaps I did ... Anyway, you are more impressive than me! I should leave now. Please come find me later!”
Senior Mr. Quincy saw them left, and then looked at Vincent with admiration, “Vincent, my grandson-in-law...”
Eh, so it was started.
“Good for you! Even Dr. Walker from the Kendrick Clinic praised your skill, so you are indeed capable!”
“What is the Kendrick Clinic?!” Vincent asked.
“Humph! This is ridiculous! You are treating diseases and doing needles, but you don’t know the Kendrick Clinic?! That’s the first-class medical clinic in our city! Definitely!”
Carl thumbed up excitedly, “It is no worse than the Townsend Clinic in the capital, you know! Haven’t you heard of the two most famous clinics around the country: the Townsend Clinic in the north and the Kendrick Clinic in the South?!”
Vincent nodded and then shook his head. Carl couldn’t tell if he knew about these, but he was more assured that Vincent was a fool.
“Enough talk about that. Now get Karen and Natalie here!” Senior Mr. Quincy didn’t care about this and seemed very happy.
“Okay.” Matthew glanced at Vincent. Although the latter could treat Clare’s strange disease effectively, it didn’t mean Matthew was willing to admit him as his son-in-law within such a short time.
“Marrying him to show her sincerity” was bullshit!
Despite the young man looked clean, tall and handsome, in terms of the difference between their family background...
Matthew shook his head and walked in with a serious face.
After a while, the beautiful woman and Natalie ran out.
“Grandpa! You can’t be serious?! You let the rascal be my sister’s boyfriend?!”
“Yes, father! It’s… isn’t it too quick to make such a decision?! We can invite him a few more times to treat Clare, but we don’t have to give Clare to him!”
The beautiful woman was called Karen, Clare and Natalie’s mother. She complained softly and her grateful gaze toward Vincent became indifferent.
Carl shrugged aside, shook his head, and pouted his mouth, as if saying, “It’s none of my business! I don’t agree, either!”
“Stop! What boyfriend?! He’s the son-in-law!” Senior Mr. Quincy was still very domineering, rebuking them directly.
“You don’t understand! Clare’s fortune should be reconciled and balanced by a man like Vincent, or she would be restless in a lifetime!”
“So, she will live peacefully after being with this rascal?! My sister doesn’t agree, either!”
“It is her life which matters, not her decision!” Senior Mr. Quincy bellowed.
“Furthermore, I announce him the son-in-law of our family, but they don’t have to apply for a marriage license yet, not if they fall in love. Otherwise, he’s the son-in-law in name but a bodyguard in reality. That’s our deal!”
Senior Mr. Quincy patted the small advertisement on the table again, “Natalie, look what you have done! Have you considered our dignity?! Although we are not a wealthy merchant family, at least we got a factory and earned some money. With this everywhere, do we have the face to continue our work?”
“Well... he... huh~!” Natalie became angry, turned, and sat aside.
Karen also looked at Vincent and shook her head.
Damn?! They all had scant respect for him, didn’t they? Huh! Did they think Vincent wanted to take the offer?
“Auntie, beauty...” Vincent smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m not coveting to be your son-in-law or something. I only agreed on the proposal for Senior Mr. Quincy’s kindness, of course, the salary as well...”
“Humph! Poor bastard!” Carl despised.
“It’s too early to say if he’s poor. Anyway, from now on, Vincent will be the eldest son-in-law in our family, my grandson-in-law. And that’s settled. If you don’t like it, then I’ll leave you to do whatever you want!”
Senior Mr. Quincy seemed to be provoked and stood up all at once.
“Grandpa~! Father! Dad~! What’s this for? We agree, okay? He’s the son-in-law and they can get married if they fall in love! We are doing this for Clare and our family anyway!”
Matthew, Karen, and Natalie said together.
“Well, there you go! Then that’s it!” Senior Mr. Quincy smiled, took out 20,000, and handed it to Vincent.
“Vincent, my grandson-in-law! This is the salary I prepaid for you! Go home and pack up first! And then come live here at night! Let’s have a meal outside together to celebrate.”
“Oh, okay, thank you, Grandpa!” Vincent nodded, stood up, bowed to the rest, and walked out.
“Grandpa! Why do you get Clare such an ordinary husband? Even if he is a fake, that’s absurd to hear!” Carl whispered unwillingly.
“That’s right, Grandpa! My sister has finally gotten better, and I don’t want her to be scared by the rascal!” Natalie also looked depressed.
“Come on, Carl. Do you think I don’t know that you like Clare? But that’s different! If you are capable enough, Clare will be yours in the end; but if not, it won’t work well even if you force her to love you.”
Watching Vincent walking away, Senior Mr. Quincy continued, “Based on his birthday and skills, I believe I’m right about him! Just wait and see!”
“Yeah! You see how annoying he was! A snob about money! What a waste of such a face~!” Natalie pursed her lips and went to Clare in anger.
Matthew and his wife’s hands were tied as well.
Carl squinted his eyes viciously and gloomily before he left.
As for Vincent, he took the money, left the villa, and went straight back to the residence in the old alley.
He didn’t have much to pack up actually, but he still came back to deal with things he had left behind.
When passing the second floor, he heard some unpleasant sound in Mrs. Moore’s room.
It must be her unreliable son who came back again. This time, he even brought a mean girlfriend with him.
“Mom! Is this all you can give me?! That’s even far from enough to pay the road fees!” A man’s voice penetrated the old fenced security door.
“Son, you want money, and I’d like to give it to you. But I haven’t received your dad’s pension this month! And why don’t you go to work again?! How are you gonna live a good life without making a living by yourself!”
Mrs. Moore exhorted him in earnest.
“Oh, the job is s**t! It’s f*****g tiring but I only got a low salary! Not even a two-day weekend I have! Isn’t it ridiculous?! I don’t even have time to go out with Lily!” The man babbled again.
“Auntie, you hear him! That’s why we are going to Disneyland! But we deserve more than the money you gave us!” A woman’s voice sounded.
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