Chapter 1685

Frederick was sitting in a wheelchair. Although he had become very skinny, his eyes still radiated authority.

He stirred his tea, as he said flatly, "Parents have always been the ones arranging marriages for their children since forever. When did they have the right to make their own decisions? Wenham, you spoil the children too much."

Wenham smiled and said, "Stella is twenty-six this year, and she only returned to our family a few months ago. I haven't raised her at all, so how could I have the right to interfere with her marriage? If my late wife knew, she'd probably prefer that Stella never return to us.

"I'd rather she chose a son-in-law I don't like than to have her hate me because I interfered with her decision."

Frederick's gaze darkened.

Clearly, he did not appreciate what Wenham said at all.

He was too used to controlling everything in the Moore family and being self-centered. Especially with the Moore family's political background, he looked down on families like the S