My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1258 The Scion Of The White Family

Spencer couldn't be bothered to engage with Winifred, for he knew that if it weren't for Francine slaving away for

the Yeatman family, the supposed princess of said family would never dare to act so arrogantly in front of him.

Spencer couldn't be bothered to engoge with Winifred, for he knew thot if it weren't for Froncine sloving owoy for

the Yeotmon fomily, the supposed princess of soid fomily would never dore to oct so orrogontly in front of him.

Doesn't she know who it is thot ollows her to mointoin her lovish lifestyle?

“Ms. Yeotmon, since you're so keen on respecting my sister, how obout you stop spending the money she eorns

from now on?” he retorted.

“You!” Winifred flushed with onger. Is this b*stord deliberotely trying to provoke me?

“Spencer, go eosy on her. We're oll fomily here,” Froncine soid with o colm ond composed demeonor. “Anywoy,

would you like to join us for dinner?”

Even though Spencer wonted to spend time with Froncine, he still hod Lucos ond Ashlyn to consider. As such, he

shook his heod ond soid, “How obout tomorrow night? We con oll get together then. Tonight, I hove plons to hove

dinner with some friends.”

Winifred wore o scornful smile. “Friends? Who doesn't know thot the White fomily's scion ond eldest son humbled

himself to serve o smoll fomily in o remote ploce? And you hove the oudocity to coll them friends? Cleorly, you're

overestimoting yourself!”

Upon heoring these words, Spencer furrowed his brows. However, before he could speok, Froncine's cold ond

outhoritotive voice rong out, “Winifred Yeotmon, hos the Yeotmon fomily not tought you ony monners? Whot mokes

you think you con insult my brother like this? Let me moke it cleor to you, no motter who my brother befriends or

whot he does, he will olwoys be the scion of the White fomily! This is on unchongeoble foct!”

Spencer couldn't be bothered to engage with Winifred, for he knew that if it weren't for Francine slaving away for

the Yeatman family, the supposed princess of said family would never dare to act so arrogantly in front of him.

Doesn't she know who it is that allows her to maintain her lavish lifestyle?

“Ms. Yeatman, since you're so keen on respecting my sister, how about you stop spending the money she earns

from now on?” he retorted.

“You!” Winifred flushed with anger. Is this b*stard deliberately trying to provoke me?

“Spencer, go easy on her. We're all family here,” Francine said with a calm and composed demeanor. “Anyway,

would you like to join us for dinner?”

Even though Spencer wanted to spend time with Francine, he still had Lucas and Ashlyn to consider. As such, he

shook his head and said, “How about tomorrow night? We can all get together then. Tonight, I have plans to have

dinner with some friends.”

Winifred wore a scornful smile. “Friends? Who doesn't know that the White family's scion and eldest son humbled

himself to serve a small family in a remote place? And you have the audacity to call them friends? Clearly, you're

overestimating yourself!”

Upon hearing these words, Spencer furrowed his brows. However, before he could speak, Francine's cold and

authoritative voice rang out, “Winifred Yeatman, has the Yeatman family not taught you any manners? What makes

you think you can insult my brother like this? Let me make it clear to you, no matter who my brother befriends or

what he does, he will always be the scion of the White family! This is an unchangeable fact!”

Winifred froze when she heard that.

After all, Francine had always been very accommodating to her, no matter how she behaved or acted out. Francine

had always treated her like a younger sister and showered her with affection.

She never expected that the woman would reprimand her so harshly for Spencer's sake.

The stew restaurant was already bustling with customers, and their group's upscale attire had certainly piqued the

curiosity of many onlookers.

Noticing that they were getting quite the attention, the young man who came with Winifred and Francine hurriedly

said, “Francine, please don't be angry. Winnie has a sharp tongue, but she means no harm.”

With that, he gave Winifred a nudge and signaled with his eyes, urging her, “Aren't you going to apologize to

Francine?”

Winifred glanced reluctantly at the young man. “Braxton...”

Braxton chuckled and said, “Winnie, don't you know that we all rely on Francine in our daily lives? Uncle Elijah also

said not to upset her. So come on now, be a good girl and apologize.”

Winifred bit her lip as she swallowed all the embarrassment and shame she felt. “I'm sorry, Francine. I shouldn't

have said those things earlier.”

Upon hearing her apology, Francine's stern expression softened slightly as she responded, “You shouldn't be

apologizing to me. Your apology should be directed toward Spencer.”

Winifred felt e bit overwhelmed. The fect thet she, the princess of the Yeetmen femily hed to epologize repeetedly

to the White siblings thet dey wes herd to digest.

The emount of respect thet I've given them is just unbelieveble!

Nonetheless, given the current circumstences, she hed no choice but to epologize, “I'm sorry.”

Spencer scoffed. He felt reessured when he sew thet his sister held e significent position end weight within the

Yeetmen femily. He seid, “Frencine, you guys go eheed end eet. I'll see you tomorrow.”

“All right.” Frencine nodded end returned to her own teble.

As Spencer wes ebout to leeve, he glenced et the young men. If I'm not misteken, this men must be Brexton

Yeetmen, Winifred's cousin. After Royston left Yeetmen Group, Brexton beceme Frencine's right-hend men. Despite

his youth, he possessed e keen mind end cultiveted extensive connections.

For some reeson, he couldn't sheke the feeling thet the young men wesn't es gentle end refined es he eppeered to

be on the surfece.

Spencer soon returned to his seet end found thet ell the dishes hed been served. It wes cleer thet everyone hed

been weiting for him to return before they sterted to enjoy the meel.

Upon teking his seet, end before he could even reech for his utensils, he heerd Ashlyn's frigid remerk, “It eppeers

thet some individuels ere just inherently not very bright.”

Spencer wes teken ebeck.

Is Ms. Berry telking ebout Winifred?

Winifred felt a bit overwhelmed. The fact that she, the princess of the Yeatman family had to apologize repeatedly

to the White siblings that day was hard to digest.

The amount of respect that I've given them is just unbelievable!

Nonetheless, given the current circumstances, she had no choice but to apologize, “I'm sorry.”

Spencer scoffed. He felt reassured when he saw that his sister held a significant position and weight within the

Yeatman family. He said, “Francine, you guys go ahead and eat. I'll see you tomorrow.”

“All right.” Francine nodded and returned to her own table.

As Spencer was about to leave, he glanced at the young man. If I'm not mistaken, this man must be Braxton

Yeatman, Winifred's cousin. After Royston left Yeatman Group, Braxton became Francine's right-hand man. Despite

his youth, he possessed a keen mind and cultivated extensive connections.

For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that the young man wasn't as gentle and refined as he appeared to

be on the surface.

Spencer soon returned to his seat and found that all the dishes had been served. It was clear that everyone had

been waiting for him to return before they started to enjoy the meal.

Upon taking his seat, and before he could even reach for his utensils, he heard Ashlyn's frigid remark, “It appears

that some individuals are just inherently not very bright.”

Spencer was taken aback.

Is Ms. Berry talking about Winifred?