She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 95

The man he was meeting was already seated, and a server brought over an evening coffee.

He leaned back against the cushions, exuding a cold, handsome detachment.

Miles and Hunter walked over and took the seats across from him.

"Mr. York, what will you have?"

Ethan Leigh took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the lenses.

Miles settled into his chair, dialing back his usual domineering aura.

"Ethan, you've been abroad for a long time. It's time to come home. Your father's health isn't what it used to be."

Ethan placed the glasses back on his nose and looked up, a mocking smirk playing on his lips. "So you're finally acknowledging me as family?"

Miles's expression remained profound. "Ethan, despite everything... you are his son. That is an undeniable fact."

Ethan's gaze turned lazy as he let out a sharp chuckle. "Did he send you here to play the diplomat?"

"He's getting older and wants you to take over the Sterling Group. Since I was in the city, I agreed to pass on the message."

Both men possessed an undeniable aristocratic composure—one cold and commanding, the other polished and dangerously calm.

As their eyes met, a silent tension crackled in the air.

Ethan spoke smoothly, "I'll go back on one condition. Tell him my private life is officially none of his business."

"That's..."

Miles knew exactly what he meant. Ethan was willing to play the dutiful son and take the reins of the Sterling Group.

But he refused to sacrifice his own marriage or be shackled by family interests ever again. He wanted absolute freedom.

Thinking of his own contractual marriage to Quinn, a shadow crossed Miles's eyes. He empathized all too well.

He himself would be free soon enough, but would Ethan's father ever agree to let his son marry whoever he chose?

What if the woman he loved...

Knowing he couldn't negotiate on his uncle's behalf, Miles replied neutrally, "If you want the freedom to choose your own wife, you need to come back and negotiate that with him yourself."

Hunter slammed on the brakes, but before he could even unbuckle his seatbelt, Miles had already thrown the door open and stormed out.

Was she the woman at Caulfield Manor after all?

The suspicions Miles had just suppressed came roaring back to the surface.

Quinn was about to sit on a stoop to clear her spinning head when Eleanor called. "Quinn, I'm looking for you. I don't see you anywhere."

"Eleanor, I... I need to head back. I'm not feeling well. I'm so dizzy..."

"Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

Eleanor was about to say more, but the line abruptly went dead.

Miles had snatched the phone right out of Quinn's hand and ended the call.

"Quinn, what the hell are you doing here?"

Hearing Eleanor's slightly deep voice over the line, Miles instantly remembered the masculine-sounding voice he had overheard outside the hospital.