Bella laughed. "I just don't believe it. Old Mrs. Blake is old and past her prime. I can barely stand to look at her, so I doubt Mr. Blake is still interested.
Even if he was, after all these years, he must be tired of the sight of her.
Debbie is still young, beautiful, and takes care of herself. She'd be a breath of fresh air, not to mention their history.
They even have a son who's a CEO. After all this time, Old Mr. Blake should really make it up to her."
Bella’s mother agreed. "Men are all the same. Once they see each other again, I guarantee the old man's feelings will come flooding back.
As long as he's willing to rekindle things with Debbie, you'll have a mother-in-law on your side who genuinely cares for you and approves of you.
Only then will control of the Blake family truly fall into your hands.
Otherwise, my dear daughter, you'll be stuck suffering under that old woman until the day she dies. Only then will you get your chance."
Bella knew this all too well. It was because she understood the situation so clearly that she was determined to use Debbie.
"Sebastian arranged for me to have dinner with his parents this weekend. Originally, he wanted to take me to the family estate.
But those two old fossils refused. They won't let me set foot in the estate, and they don't want me anywhere near Noah.
So, they insisted on eating out.
They won't even let me in the door. Getting them to agree to the marriage is going to be incredibly difficult."
Bella was still fuming about it.
She had thought this would be a smooth process.
Now, it was looking like an uphill battle.
Martin didn't call Sabrina down for dinner until very late. A full spread of dishes was on the table, and it looked quite good.
What would you like to eat? Tell me, and I'll cook for you myself tomorrow, how about that?"
At this, Martin immediately grew anxious. "Cook? What are you talking about? In your condition, you need to be resting, not cooking.
If anyone doesn't like the food in this house, they don't have to eat it. There are plenty of good restaurants out there. They can eat wherever they please. Remember, Sabrina is your mother, not your servant."
Brandon wanted to say more, but he remembered that Sabrina and Bella now held the majority of the company's shares. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
In the end, everyone was just bottling up their resentment, and the atmosphere was tense.
Brandon put down his fork and left. Colin naturally followed his lead.
Although Martin also found the food unappetizing, he forced himself to keep eating.
Sabrina and Bella claimed they weren't picky, but in reality, they ate far less than they used to when Martha and the old staff were cooking.

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