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 looked

were all guessing Nathan's

couldn't believe that he was invited to attend

only logical explanation to them

that idiot going to take selfies outside the hotel and show it off to

the Lindbergs glared at Nathan

Nathan ran into them,

here to attend Aunt Camilla's

Aunt Camilla?

Birthday dinner?

before

and also the nation's First Lady! How

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 clear that he just wants to fawn over someone

to aim so high? He actually thinks that Madam Quinn

the First Lady.

hearing that, the Matriarch asked out of curiosity, "Nathan, you said you're here

a question, he turned