Chapter 1761

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“That woman looks exactly like the photo of my daughter-in-law from the investigation files.”

“Barring some bizarre coincidence, that upperclassman with the broken leg is absolutely my grandson.”

Even Queenie was stunned by the sheer improbability of it all.

She had barely set foot in the hotel and had already laid eyes on her daughter-in- law.

Both women were staying in the exact same hotel. If this wasn’t fate, what was?

It wasn’t just Yvette who was terrified of meeting her mother-in-law; Queenie was battling her own crippling nerves.

Even though the woman was family, they were complete strangers.

Thankfully, Yvette had already hurried inside, saving Queenie from having to decide whether to call out to her immediately.

“How did I look just now?”

Queenie smoothed her face and anxiously turned to Claire.

Claire fought the urge to laugh, offering a solemnly reassuring nod. “Don’t worry. You looked incredibly imposing.”

Flawless, honestly!

Queenie might act like a humorous, doting grandmother around Claire, but to the outside world, she radiated the energy of a ruthless empress.

After all, she was a self-made billionaire. Even looking a bit tired, she possessed a presence that no ordinary person could match.

“Since you already know my grandson, you’ve met him in person, right?”

Queenie quickly pushed aside her anxiety about first impressions.

Her daughter-in-law probably hadn’t even noticed her anyway.

Tomorrow was the real battlefield.

“I have. He’s incredibly talented. It’s a tragedy he broke his leg when he did he definitely would have won a medal at the international competition.”

Claire knew Queenie’s entire world revolved around this boy now, and what grandparent didn’t love hearing their grandchild praised?

It wasn’t empty flattery; it was simple social grace.

Queenie had always been extraordinarily generous with her, even handing her a massive red envelope for the holidays.

Offering some kind words was the absolute least she could do.

“Is the fracture severe?”

She had only learned from Yvette’s aunt that Quentin had suffered an accident at school and was hospitalized.

She had no idea about the actual extent of the damage.

“It’s quite serious, though the head of orthopedics performed the surgery himself.”

“His recovery is still up in the air.”

“There’s a very real chance he’ll never perform again.”

As far as Queenie was concerned, Quentin didn’t need to dance ever again.

Once she claimed him, she planned to keep him by her side and personally mentor him for a few years.

When he was ready, she would hand over all her Solenian business operations to him.

Her overseas empire would remain with her adopted son.

She had raised him herself, and she had never once entertained the thought of abandoning him just because she found her blood relatives.

She had been entirely transparent, with her adopted son from the

start her Solenian businesses

existed solely to fund the search for her biological child.

If she found her child, the Solenian assets would go to them.

If she never found them, she planned to donate everything in Solenia to charity.

Because of this clear boundary, her adopted son was completely barred from touching her domestic empire, regardless of the outcome.

Since he never had any claim to it in the first place he focused entirely on managing his own territory without ever eyeing the Solenian wealth.

Naturally, Queenie would still leave a portion of her personal fortune to her biological grandchild.

But her adopted son wouldn’t mind.

He was already inheriting the vast

majority of her empire. Throwing a fit over a few scraps going to her actual flestrand blood would be unimaginably ungrateful.

This was Queenie’s brilliance. By clearly defining the inheritance early on, her

adopted son had never once sabotaged her decades-long search.

While she couldn’t give everything to her biological family, Queenie was a pragmatist forged in a harsher era.

To her, massive wealth brought one lifestyle, and modest wealth brought another.

Her Solenian assets were more than enough to ensure her descendants lived lavishly. If she guided Quentin well, he might even expand the empire.

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