Chapter 84 Queenie's Lipstick
"Brother, is this the focus?" Barbara Clancy wanted to knock on her elder brother's head and see what was inside!
"The focus is that mother and daughter duo's despicable behavior!" Barbara Clancy stomped her foot.
"Barbara, there are no parents in this world who are not flawed! A decent person should know how to maintain a good relationship with their family. I know Monica, and she gets along well with her family. My brothers like her too, and my parents are good to her. I've always hoped that Queenie could improve her relationship with her family. When I go back this time, I'll talk to her properly."
"Brother! You're beyond help! Seriously!" Barbara Clancy slapped her forehead. "Anyway, from today, you'll listen to me! I'll teach you how to pursue Queenie! Stop listening to that bitch!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Barbara Clancy caught a glimpse of Mr. Clancy's dark expression and quickly hung up her phone. She didn't know why she felt guilty.
"Mr. Clancy, you didn't go out today?"
"No." Benoit pushed the wheelchair slowly and responded in a flat tone. "Mr. Clancy has stepped down now, and there's nothing for him to do. He's just an idle vagrant. Oh no, a disabled idler."
As he spoke, Benoit coughed lightly a few times.
Barbara Clancy widened her eyes upon hearing this and hurriedly walked over, crouching down and acting spoiled.
"Mr. Clancy, you've always known that my brother and I don't take sides! Whether it's my uncle or my father becoming the chairman, we have no opinions."
While observing Benoit's expression, Barbara Clancy continued, "And in my eyes, Mr. Clancy is a towering giant with an aura of 2.8 meters! Regardless of whether he seizes power or stands up, Mr. Clancy is a renowned figure in Coast City."
Benoit's face relaxed slightly.
Lilith was annoying, but her two children were naive when it came to inheriting the family business.
"So, let me ask you. You just said you want to help your brother pursue Queenie?" Benoit glanced at Barbara Clancy without revealing his emotions.
Barbara Clancy nodded vigorously. "Yes! If my brother relies on that bitch of a junior apprentice, I can't imagine how miserable he'll be!"
Benoit's eyes darkened. "Then how do you plan to teach him?"
"The first step is to surrender economic power! Sometimes, women don't want your money. They want security! As the saying goes, 'A man becomes bad when he has money.' A man who willingly hands over economic power to a woman is showing loyalty, indicating that he won't go astray when he's low on funds! Anyway, that's how my girlfriends are! Their boyfriends would at least give them a credit card with no spending limit."
Benoit nodded in agreement.
Barbara Clancy suddenly realized. "Mr. Clancy, what are you asking this for?"
Benoit's expression softened as he spoke in a low voice, "Mr. Clancy is also getting older. Learn something, you can pursue your third aunt."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? If you have any issues in that department, feel free to ask me! I can be a love advisor for you and my brother!"
"Alright." Benoit nodded lightly, his voice calm. "Now, tell me your problem."
"Me? What problem do I have?" Every time Barbara Clancy heard Mr. Clancy say this sentence, she had a sense of fear, like being caught by the disciplinary Ms. Wilson while doing something bad.
"Tell me, what have you been doing today?" Benoit sniffed lightly. "And why are you wearing Queenie's perfume?"
Barbara Clancy shrugged, unimpressed. "I’m wearing Queenie's perfume, and I’ve applied her lipstick. What's the problem with that?"
Before Benoit could speak, Barbara Clancy's expression slightly changed.
"Really? You think Queenie would mind? Impossible! It's just a bit of perfume, a bit of lipstick, what's there to fuss about?"
As she finished speaking, Queenie happened to open the apartment door and walk in.
Barbara Clancy turned to her, asking directly, "Queenie, do you mind me using your perfume and your lipstick?"
