Life at the Top

Henry, who was outside, called out, “Hey!” He immediately pushed open the door when he heard the voice.

“Which idiot is making a ruckus here? Turner family this, Turner family that, what’s the matter? Is the Turner family so great that they can ascend to the heavens?”

Henry’s words drew everyone’s attention in the room.

Hector and Jacob were sitting obediently on the side. A middle-aged man with white hair and a steady presence whom Jasper did not recognize was sitting in the host’s seat. It seemed that the person was Hendrik.

On Hendrik’s left sat a young man in his 30s. He was dressed exquisitely, but obstinance was written all over his face. At this moment, he was staring at Henry with a flash of cold light in his gaze.

This person should be the person from the Turner family who was speaking before.

Upon seeing Henry and Jasper, Hendrik stood up with a smile and said, “Young Master Law and Mr. Laine, you’re here.”

Hendrik walked over as he spoke. He first reached out to Jasper and said, “Mr. Laine, I, Hendrik Combe, actually invited you two to the banquet today to bury the hatchet. I thank Mr. Laine profusely for showing up.”

Jasper shook hands with Hendrik and said coolly, “This banquet that you’ve so meticulously prepared is wonderful, Mr. Combe. Of course, I had to show up.”

smiled

of you

of them to have a seat, Hendrik approached Erik. He patted Erik on the shoulder affectionately and said, “This is the Turner family’s young master, Erik Turner. Everyone’s

“Not every Tom, Dick, or Harry deserves to have a meal with me. I despise filth

his

said such comments to others. Since when was it someone else’s

pretty f*cking insolent?”

don’t think that the Law family is all that great. The person who others respect is Old

really taking advantage of their influence after coming to Swallow Capital. Who the hell do you think you

“F*ck you!”

on the spot. “Who the fuck do you think you are? Aren’t you still bearing the Turner family’s name when you come out of the house and put on an act? Who do you think you’ll

of a b*tch, to tell me. Do it if you have the guts. If I

scoffed and said disdainfully,

the one who wants to snatch the Olympic celebration banquet from me? What’s the matter? Do you

said calmly, “I don’t know whether it’s excitement or not. I only heard a