Unable to win the argument against her brother, Wendy Quinn simply slumped onto the table and started crying.
"You're my own brother, but instead of helping me, you're discouraging me! Ryan is so amazing. If I could marry him, wouldn't you be happy for me?"
"The problem is, you can't marry him! He won't marry you."
That was the crux of the matter.
Of course, Harry Quinn also wished Ryan Sterling could become his brother-in-law. But that hope was so slim, he didn't even dare to entertain the thought.
He'd known him for eight, if not ten years, and in all that time, he'd never once seen a woman by Ryan Sterling's side.
A man in his twenties is at his sexual peak, after all. Even Harry Quinn had to admit that, more often than not, his mind was on women.
But what about Ryan Sterling?
His romantic life was basically that of a monk.
He was either at the company, handling documents, attending meetings, and launching projects.
Or he was eating, swimming, and sleeping.
