This is the Suttons‘ banquet. Don’t tell me you plan to ruin this too?”

Albert had struck right at Sean’s weak spot.

With no choice, Sean reluctantly took a seat in the corner of the banquet.

He radiated coldness so intensely that anyone approaching him would’ve been asking for trouble.

Unnoticed by Sean, a small figure had been secretly watching him the entire time.

The hosts of the Sutton Family’s banquet naturally made their appearance.

Andrea was also among the guests.

She spotted Sean but didn’t dare approach him.

It wasn’t Sean she feared–it was Albert.

Truth be told, had Albert not personally warned her back then, she might’ve become Mrs. Robson already, given Sean’s obsession with her.

Andrea still remembered Albert’s words vividly:

“I don’t care who Sean dates, but someone of your standing could never be a Robson wife!

If you’re shameless enough to seduce him into marriage, I wouldn’t mind making him a widower.”

Widowed…

Andrea knew the ruthless Mr. Robson was capable of it.

While waiting for his moment, Jacob realized his scumbag dad’s entire family and the woman his dad fancied were all

present.

His brow furrowed.

He’d been too eager to avenge Mom today, only checking Sean’s attendance.

He hadn’t discovered this banquet was hosted by the Sutton Family.

But since he was here, leaving empty–handed wasn’t an option.

Seizing the moment before Geoffrey approached, Jacob tiptoed to grab a wine glass from the table, marching toward

Sean.

“Uncle, you seem upset. Have a drink?”

0.0 %

10:55

Chapter54

288 Vouchert

dared disturb him when he looked down at a kid not even reaching

a

mask and cap, Sean only

despised children.

“Not drinking.”

His voice was ice.

pressed forward, offering the

it

startling him

hand jerked sideways, spilling the entire glass of red wine onto Sean’s

face darkened.

to be utterly terrified, his eyes reddening as his voice trembled: “I’m

glared at him, fire burning in

a teary voice, Jacob cried: “Sir… you wouldn’t

everyone’s attention–all

Sean: “…”

་་

I ever

saint, he’d never stoop to hitting a

to his feet,

up: “Sir… your pants got dirty… I can

don’t be

Sean: “…”

11

pants… would they even

intense. Sean felt staying any longer would make him the center

who didn’t know might think he

toward

act, grabbed his smartwatch, found

31.7 %

10:55

Chapter54

288 Vouchers

the flustered Sean.

done yet–he followed

the child, her heart

of wine and told Andrea beside her, “What

child,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255