Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 476: Are you saying you are here to oppose Mrs. Davies decision?

The evening began,

Davies International's annual event was happening in one of their own luxurious venues.

People were gathered, celebrating the decades of success. Reporters stood at the entrance, capturing every moment of the guest's entry —from their style to the relationship they share with the Davies.

While a few of them had already entered the party, there were still many who were yet to make an entry.

The evening has just begun.

"See, there," someone shrieked from the crowd, "it seems the S-list actress, Hazel, has arrived. That's her car."

Every camera person turned to look, and the shining flashes started flashing even before the door had opened.

Under everyone's excited gazes, the actress stepped down, looking fair and beautiful, living up to her reputation. She walked down the carpet gracefully, stopping to answer a few questions from the reporters.

After her, another model came up, dressed equally beautifully. Later, a few actors also followed the same suit. Reporters and cameramen gave her equal importance.

After all, no matter who comes to attend the celebration tonight, they are all worth covering.

Over the years, the Davies had a record of choosing just the right celeb faces. If they are not popular, they have all gotten popular after signing the contract with Davies Internationals chained networks that work both domestically and internationally.

Soon after, almost everyone was there. The shareholders had made their way inside, even the top dignitaries of the society had headed in, and celebs who were chosen to be the ambassadors were also cordially greeted and escorted.

But the reporters still stood there, as if waiting for someone.

"I have confirmed," someone said, confusion reeling in his tone, "Mrs. Quinn has confirmed her appearance at the event today. Why is she not yet here?"

"Do you think her absence is related to internal conflicts?"

"Some suspect that today, Brenda Davies is going to announce the future heir of the company and her legacy."

"Yes, even I have heard it," another reporter confirmed. They have gotten the invites to the night, but their invite hasn't been very detailed. So, they are still speculating.

"Even in the past, the mother-daughter have had conflicts regarding this. Who knows if it ever eased?"

Catrin has never kept her hostility towards her mother hidden. Every chance she got, she had made sure that her people knew how her own mother hadn't treated her right.

"Oh, there is a car coming," someone suddenly said when they saw a car heading from a distance straight towards the entrance.

The car pulled up right at the front, and soon the driver stepped out to open the door.

"That's Mr. Quinn."

Recognizing Idris, someone said, and soon the reporters swarmed to approach him.

Idris glanced at the crowd with a smile before rounding the car to go on the other side to open the door for Catrin.

Catrin held his arms and then walked towards the entry.

As they were walking, they were stopped by the reporters.

"Mrs. Quinn, you arrived so late for late for the celebration hosted by your family. Is it because of some internal conflict?"

"Madam Quinn, even before you had conflicts with your mother. Have they still not been resolved??

Catrin remained calm. She smiled elegantly before looking up at the reporters.

"Late?" she asked as if not quite understanding what they meant. She leisurely checked the time on her watch and answered, "The evening has barely begun even started and you already think I am late. Who do you think I am to appear at the first to greet the guest here?"

The reporters were taken aback. What she said wasn't quite right, but she wasn't quite wrong as well.

After all, she was not a simple lady but the daughter of Brenda Davies and the mistress of the Quinn family. With both titles, she wasn't entitled to come early to greet the guests here. For greeting and escorting, there were people appointed.

And from the very start, Catrin has been known as the rich lady who knew how to pull airs all so well. No one could beat her in that.

The reporters were at once embarrassed.

"We are sorry, Mrs. Quinn. We didn't mean that," one apologized, before adding, "We just wanted to ask how things have been between you and Mrs. Davies. We got the tip that she might be announcing her legal heir and the future leader of Davies Internationals today. Do you have any idea who she has chosen?"

"Has she finally chosen you?" another chimed to ask.

"You are her daughter, and given that title, you should be one of the strongest choices. Has she finally considered you?"

They all were curious to know.

But little did they know that their questions were only intensifying the fury in Catrin's gut.

She felt embarrassed to tell that even after so many years …

Even after proving her worth countless times, her mother still hasn't considered her.

Even an outsider could tell she must be seen as the strong choice, but her mother never treated her as one. Neither in the past, nor in the present, but …

She will definitely make her see herself taking it in future.

Her fingers clenched, and her arm tightened around Idris.

Idris looked down at her, his expression calm. He hadn't intended to come with her. But given they were still a couple and the event was telecasted widely, he didn't want to stir up gossip around,

Thus, he agreed to come along with her.

"Mr. Quinn, do you have anything to say in this? After your wife has been a successful businesswoman." Seeing Catrin not responding, a reporter turned the mic towards Idris.

Idris smiled as he looked at the reporter and nonchalantly answered. "I have no comments, but I would say, I believe in Mrs. Davies' decision. If she decides something, it's for the best future of Davies International."

When Catrin heard him, she gritted her teeth. Although Idris hasn't commented, his words still felt like opposing her candidacy.

Tightening her arm around him, she slowly made her stand clear. "Deciding about the future of Davies International is not something my mother can decide on her own. Even if she holds the greater shares and authority in the company, she still has to answer. So, it's better we don't claim things yet."

Her words made the reporters go frenzy. They exchanged glances with each other before turning back to ask her.

"Mrs. Quinn, what does this mean?"

"Are you saying you are here to oppose Mrs. Davies decision?"

"Mrs. Quinn, do you know who has Mrs. Davies chosen to be the future?"

"Mrs. Quinn, please …"

However, Catrin no longer stayed there to answer their questions. Turning she left with Idris, leaving everyone behind, speculating how the evening was going to turn out.