My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 1940

Clint did not say much at the banquet. He did not know what to say. All the congratulatory words spoken by Artoile were handled by his master. His master wanted to make him happy, but Clint did not know why he should be happy. Perhaps it was just the atmosphere. This coming-of-age ceremony made him feel as though he were an outsider, a 'rare treasure' on display for others to admire. Various bigwigs whose names he could not remember kept arriving. Each one greeted his father with a smile and then, seemingly as a formality, It was as if he had no thoughts of his own. Clint just wanted to escape. The chaotic environment made him uncomfortable.

greeted him too.

He felt like a guest, tense and awkward. Even his conversations with his father were brief and forced.

He did not know what to ask. He was curious about his siblings, but when he asked, his father brushed him off with vague answers. Clint realized it was not the right time to ask these questions. When the banquet ended, people began to gradually leave.

Clint then went to the bedroom prepared for him. As he stared at the clean, tidy room, he was unsure if he should enter.

Then, his mother's voice broke the silence.

"Go on in. It was prepared just for you."

Only then did Clint notice his mother standing beside him. She had aged and was no longer as he remembered. He instinctively responded with politeness, "Okay... Thank you."

Hearing this, his mother felt a mix of emotions.

Clint entered the room and sat obediently on the bed, feeling lost as he looked at his mother.

her signature wavy hair and had a graceful figure. She was always smiling at him with her red lips and white teeth. She had large, bright eyes,

Her figure seemed smaller, almost like a delicate doll. She had lost some teeth, and

was born. Another 17 years had passed. Now, he did not

and said, "Clint, you've

Clint responded simply.

few days. Everyone

"Okay."

wanted to appear somber; he genuinely did not

his parents. His were his elders, and

parents v

the formal etiquette his master taught him. However, they were his

not be too formal with family and one could

parents, he was a genius. To his master, he was a prodigy note

to maintain the image of a genius. en

Clint called as she

she

Clint asked

They couldn't

are they now?"