Chapter 392 

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“Mr. and Mrs. Murray, the Quinn family has sent over a lot of things…” Larry hurriedly walked in to report to Yara and Irwin inside Murray Manor. 

Yara and Irwin instantly frowned. “Just tell them we’re not here and have them take everything back.” 

“But…” Larry hesitated. “Mr. and Mrs. Murray, I’m afraid that won’t work. Mr. Quinn himself is at the door with the items. It seems he won’t leave until he sees you both.” 

Yara and Irwin exchanged distressed looks, clearly not expecting Wilson to be so persistent. 

Irwin pondered for a moment and said, “Bring him in.” 

Larry immediately responded respectfully, “Yes, Mr. Murray.” 

“What are you doing?” Yara, displeased, threw a cushion from the sofa at him. “Didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t have any more dealings with the Quinns?” 

The last time they visited Quinn Manor to call off the engagement, Martha Tabor’s unreasonable behavior had thwarted their efforts. 

Yara had devised this plan to gradually weaken the relationship between the families, hoping Martha would no longer insist on Yvette fulfilling the engagement. 

Irwin, heartbroken over his precious daughter, carefully considered the situation and finally agreed. 

“Honey, don’t be mad… Listen to me!” Seeing Yara’s anger, Irwin quickly went over to calm her down. 

“I only let Wilson in so I can tell him face–to–face that there’s no way we’ll agree to this marriage. We need to crush his hopes! Besides, having him stand at the door of Murray Manor for too long would be a bad look for us.” 

Yara’s anger finally dissipated, and she nodded in agreement. Only then did Larry dare follow through with Irwin’s instructions. 

After all, Irwin was very much under his wife’s control, and nothing was decided without her consent. 

“Mr. and Mrs. Murray,” Wilson said as he strode in, dignified and courteous, leaving no room for criticism. 

If it hadn’t been for that incident and the fact that he was considerably older than Yvette, he would have been their ideal choice for a son–in–law. They wouldn’t have opposed the marriage so strongly otherwise. 

Irwin cleared his throat lightly. “You are a busy man. There’s no need to visit so often.” 

His words clearly conveyed a lack of welcome, but Wilson remained unruffled. Instead, he responded gently, “Mr. Murray, you’re right. However, I was fortunate enough to acquire an antique at the auction yesterday and would like to invite you to appraise it.” 

With that, Wilson shot Samuel a glance, and he immediately stepped forward, carefully presenting the antique to Irwin. 

Irwin, a passionate collector of antiques, lit up at the sight of the gilded shell carving. “Excellent, excellent! This gilded shell carving is of superb quality and exceptionally well–preserved. Truly top–notch!” “Mr. Murray, your discerning eye is as sharp as ever. I’d like to give you this gilded shell carving.” “This…” 

Irwin hesitated. He was clearly enamored with the antique, but they were determined to sever ties with the Quinns. Accepting this gift would complicate things. 

Seeing Irwin hesitate, Yara frowned in displeasure. As she was about to speak, Wilson interjected smoothly, maintaining his courteous demeanor. 

“Mrs, Murray, I know you enjoy gardening, so I acquired a Philodendron Spiritus Sancti at the auction yesterday and brought it here today, especially for you.