Serve No One This Life

Chapter 91 Hundreds of Tables of Relatives

Donald had been a teacher for decades and was widely regarded as an exceptional educator. He held himself to high moral standards and rarely lost his temper. However, when he did become angry, a mere change in his facial expression was enough to instill fear in people.

With a stern expression, he said, “I am just an ordinary man who doesn’t know how to sugarcoat things. I don’t want to hypocritically talk about how money is merely an external possession. Angela is our beloved child. Both her aunt and I treat her as our own daughter. We only wish for her well–being and happiness. As long as she lives a happy life, we don’t ask for anything more.

“You’re all of the wealthy family, so even if we were to empty our coffers to accompany her dowry, it would still pale in comparison in your eyes. But we’re not selling off our niece. We’re not greedy for your wealth. All of these betrothal gifts, along with what we provide as dowry, will be given to Angela. Not a single penny will be kept.

“Nothing puts our mind more at ease than you treating our Angela well.”

Not keep a single penny?! Emilia stood up in great shock and anger. That was a mountain of wealth; the cash alone amounted to millions, not to mention the several residential properties. She believed giving any one of those houses to her eldest son would ensure them. a comfortable life and thought her son–in–law was out of his mind not to want anything.

Quincy’s expression turned cold, and he reached out to restrain his grandmother’s arm, his voice tinged with frost. “Grandma, if you keep talking like this, they will think we’re greedy and money–minded. Imagine if they reconsider Angela and choose someone else instead. We’d end up with nothing.”

Her grandmother was, to put it bluntly, money–hungry. Letting go of the money that was already within her grasp was like a knife to the heart, and her outburst made both families. uncomfortable. It would also damage Angela’s reputation if she went through with the marriage.

By reminding his grandmother to leave a way out and weigh the options bf com this money or having a chance to gain it, the elderly woman would finally restr

tely losing herself.

For someone always shrewd about anything relating to money, Emilia shut up within seconds and sat back down obediently.

Donald was Angela’s paternal uncle, and given how close they were, especially when Angela invited him and not her father to represent her family on her engagement, it proved that Donald meant a lot more to Angela.

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hands now, she certainly would help her uncle out if he encountered any difficulties, wouldn’t she? On the other hand, if they scared off their prospective son–in–law, they would end up

as she thought quickly before eventually whispering, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.

tugged at his lips,

Sanderses and Lawsons. His parents. wouldn’t have the slightest clue even if they were being discussed for money! As for his grandmother’s scheming, Bruce and Kevin paid no attention to

took a quick survey and found that the two elders were wholly unfazed, not even a flicker in

them. They’re

eyes as she pressed the gift list into it. “If Jonathan mistreats you, you can divorce him with this money. With money,

couldn’t believe they were already

saw the stupefaction that flashed across Jonathan, and he chirped, “Mom’s

line, Donald shot him a stern glance, admonishing. “Excuse you! Is this how you should speak as

Meals at the Laurel Hotel were rare occasions. He knew he should eat while

your birthday today, especially since you’re turning twenty this year. But it’s also good

flies. You’re twenty and grown up

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was just yesterday when they brought this scrawny little girl back. Now, she had grown into a fine young lady and was about to be

up in Donald’s eyes, and for once, the usually dignifying and steady man

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Donald still remembers my

threw herself into Donald’s embrace. “Thank you, Uncle Donald. From now on, you’re my father, just like Queenie and

smiled comfortingly and patted her

to Jon; rest assured. If Jon ever mistreats Angela, I’ll be the first to give him a piece of my mind!” Bruce, with a thunderous

he stood up, hooking his arm around Donald’s shoulder,

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side, engaged in enthusiastic conversation with each other in just

Bruce began pouring the drinks one after another. “Cheers to the