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.”

Hendrik smiled and pretended that he understood

Law, both of you come here and quickly have a

he led the two 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 part of the same industry here. I’m sure

every Tom, Dick, or Harry deserves to have

Henry immediately narrowed his

been the one who said such comments to others. Since when was it

f*cking insolent?” Henry

look at Henry and said indifferently, “Henry Law, don’t think that the Law family is all that great. The

end of the day, the Law family only has some power in Harbor City, but you’re really taking advantage of their influence after coming to Swallow Capital.

“F*ck you!”

family’s name

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

said disdainfully, “How

wants to snatch

calmly, “I don’t know whether it’s excitement