I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 222

That phrase couldn't have been more perfectly demonstrated by the three of them.

"So you all know each other," Preston said with a half-smile. "Oh, right, I forgot. Before you came back, Miles, you were always in Metropolis, being raised by... the Lennox family, right?"

Once a fuse is lit and meets a spark, it's bound to ignite rapidly.

Preston was undeniably that fuse.

Seeing him appear, Marcus frowned in disgust.

However, he chose to remain silent in the face of those words.

After all, there was a saying: the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

In that split second, he made the decision to align himself with Preston.

"Yeah, Miles and I basically grew up together. Who would have thought he'd suddenly transform into the strongest contender for the Gardner family's inheritance."

His words were a blatant provocation.

Lyra heard it loud and clear.

The tension between Miles and Preston was already high.

Marcus was doing this on purpose.

Sure enough, the look on Preston's face was quite a spectacle.

In the next second, Lyra stood up, walked to Miles's side, and faced Marcus and Preston head-on.

"Throughout history, the victor takes the spoils. Whoever is capable gets to stand in that position. Instead of criticizing others, shouldn't you be thinking about yourself, Mr. Sterling? How much better is your situation compared to anyone else's?"

"Why would I need an outsider to dictate my affairs? You're just from some second-rate family, do you really think your title as the sole heir is that impressive?"

"Second-rate?"

This was the first time Marcus had heard that description.

The Sterling family's status in Metropolis was no small thing. While it couldn't quite compare to the Gardner family in Averston, it was still one of the top-tier families.

A long time ago, the Sterlings and the Gardners had even collaborated, though they eventually parted ways due to differing strategic directions.

Right now, the look Marcus gave him was akin to looking at a fool.

"Mr. Gardner, are you trying to be funny? If your grandfather heard you say that, what do you think he'd say? Would he praise you, or would he curse you out?"

There was, of course, only one answer.