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?"

and the other

all guessing Nathan's reason for being

couldn't believe that he was invited to attend the First Lady's birthday

only logical explanation to them was that he

selfies outside the hotel and show it off to

in mind, the Lindbergs

into

here to attend

Aunt Camilla?

Birthday dinner?

glances before they all

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

was filled with contempt for Nathan. "When this guy didn't want to change his surname and join us, I thought it was

he look in the mirror before trying to aim so high? He actually thinks

as to talk about the First Lady. I don't

said you're here for the

to hear such a question, he turned to Colin,