Chapter 1267:

Daniela didn’t look up as she responded casually, “The shrimp today is quite delightful. Could you peel one for me?”

With a beaming smile, Cedric gladly obliged, plucking a shrimp from the platter for her. Across the table, Hamilton watched the exchange, his eyes narrowing with pure disdain.

It was crystal clear to him—Daniela commanded the household, wielding an effortless authority, while Cedric played the part of a decorative spouse, seemingly content in his subservient role.

Hamilton, whose reunion with Cedric was marked more by obligation than affection, had harbored no illusions of a heartfelt welcome. Still, Cedric’s stark indifference to his presence and his wealth struck a bitter chord.

The lunch, a scene of veiled tensions, was proving intolerable for Hamilton.

Amidst the strained conversation, Charles found himself the target of several sharp-tongued jabs.

After a few more uncomfortable moments, Hamilton’s patience wore thin. “I’ve lost my appetite,” he declared icily, pushing his chair back with a scrape.

As he paused and glanced back, he noted with growing irritation that neither Daniela nor Cedric showed any sign of concern.

rose swiftly and approached Daniela, bending slightly to murmur in a hushed tone, “My father’s furious. So who’s stepping up

Daniela flashed

morphed into one of bewildered

always knew the McCoy brothers were tightly reined in when it came to power and money, but witnessing it firsthand today—it’s not just restraint; it’s

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twisted into a grimace, like he’d just bitten into something

just fulfilling the role of

exchange carried across the room, just loud enough for Hamilton to

jaw hung

the core, nearly bolted toward Daniela to silence her, only stopping when Cedric’s icy stare pinned him back

bet it’s been years since

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