Salute To The General

Chapter 1136 Who Do You Think You Are

When the Lindberg Matriarch and Hugh heard the chatter of the people around them, they couldn't help but put on a haughty expression.

In fact, Peter purposely waved their stack of gold-embossed invitation cards around once in a while to show off.

"Wow! They really do have a lot of invitation cards!"

"What's going on? Aren't the Lindbergs just a third-rate family in Brimmopolis? How could they have received more invitation cards than us Lockharts?"

"My God! There must be someone exceptional within the Lindberg family that caused the First Lady to be so impressed with them!"

Meanwhile, the Matriarch was filled with glee as she reveled in the envious glances the Brimmopolis high society was showering on her.

Just as she was leading her entourage into the hotel, a group of black SUVs arrived.

At that moment, the Lindbergs were shocked to see Nathan alight from the SUV with Queenie in his arms, followed by Colin and the Elite Eight.

When Peter saw Nathan, he yelled out of immense curiosity, "Nathan, what are you doing here?"

Matriarch and the other Lindbergs

guessing Nathan's reason for being

couldn't believe that he was invited to

logical explanation to them was that he was

idiot going to take selfies outside the hotel and

that thought in mind, the Lindbergs glared at Nathan in a condescending

Nathan ran into them,

here to attend Aunt

Aunt Camilla?

Birthday dinner?

Lindbergs exchanged glances before

wife and also the nation's First Lady! How dare you call her Aunt Camilla! Even if you want to ingratiate yourself to her, this

for Nathan. "When this guy didn't want to change his surname and join us, I thought it was because he had principles. But now, it's

mirror before trying to aim so high? He actually thinks that Madam Quinn is within

as far as to talk about the First Lady.

that, the Matriarch asked out of curiosity, "Nathan, you said you're here for the First Lady's birthday dinner. Do you have an

to hear such a question, he turned to Colin, "Do we have an invitation