Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 97

Dante flared up the moment Quinn mentioned the word 'divorce' again.

"Is divorce the only thing you know how to talk about these days?"

"What else is there to discuss?"

"Do you want to hear about how you crush your corporate rivals?"

"Or maybe listen to the tragic love story between you and your first love?"

Quinn shook her head in sheer exhaustion. "Dante, I really have nothing left to say to you."

Looking at him just felt like a cruel joke.

It was right here, in front of her mother's grave, that he had once sworn on his life that he would always treat her well.

It just proved that a man's promise of 'forever' was entirely worthless.

"Then let's talk about Leo."

Dante glanced toward the car where his son was waiting.

The defensive, frightened look the boy had given him during their argument felt like a knife to the chest.

He sighed in silent frustration.

He swore to himself that he would stop being such a workaholic and carve out real time for the boy.

He needed to build a proper bond with his son.

"Leo is starting school soon. I've decided to enroll him in The Oracle International School."

The Oracle was the most exclusive and expensive private kindergarten in Riverton. Wealth alone couldn't guarantee a spot.

Rumor had it they subjected both the children and the parents to a grueling, highly competitive interview process.

Quinn knew she needed to carefully consider Leo's education.

"I appreciate the thought, but I can make that decision myself. You don't need to trouble yourself."

"I am his father."

Dante's voice hardened as he emphasized the point. "Are you really telling me you won't even listen to my input?"

When Dante declared, *I am his father,* a flicker of absolute mockery flashed through Quinn's eyes.

*You really aren't.*

"We can discuss this later, Dante."

A completely jarring sight against the somber backdrop of the cemetery.

Staring at the roses, the woman murmured as if lost in memory.

"It was a bouquet of roses exactly like this that Mr. Yates used to win your heart."

"To throw away your entire future and ruin your life for a man like that... it just wasn't worth it!"

At the mention of Mr. Yates, deep, venomous resentment swirled in the woman's eyes.

"The only comfort is that your daughter possesses a true gift for fashion design. I plan to take her under my wing."

"I'm going to teach her the core essence of our mentor's work, along with everything I've mastered over the years."

"She is our mentor's granddaughter, and she is your daughter. There is no one better suited to carry on our legacy."

A faint smile touched the woman's lips, her deep purple vintage gown perfectly highlighting her elegant, regal aura.

**

That evening, after Leo had gone to bed, Quinn stayed up working.

With the first round of designs finalized, she needed to start prepping for the next stage.