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Mrs. Forrester's words had barely left her lips when Grandma Forrester asked, "Whose daughter is she?"
"Why ask which family's girl?" Old Master Forrester suddenly shouted, "Jules' marriage is my business! None of you should interfere in this matter!"
Mrs. Forrester didn't like hearing this. Her expression darkened immediately, and she placed her chopsticks on the table. Despite her grim face, she still smiled charmingly, "Dad, that's not how it works. I carried Jules for ten months and gave birth to him with great effort. As his mother, do I have no say in his marriage? Does that make sense?"
