Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

Frowning, Matthew snapped, “It’s none of your business who calls the shots in this household! If you’re not going to drink, sit down.”

“And what do you mean by sending me away while I’m trying to offer President Cunningham a glass of wine?” the boy challenged him with a glare. “Do you actually think you’re the head of the household? Even if you were, it’d only be polite to allow me to pay my respects. Don’t you think so, President Cunningham?”

The boy’s friends cheered him on and he shot Matthew a smug, disdainful look.

If he managed to crush Matthew under his foot by the end of the night, he would consider his evening a success.

Unfortunately, Sasha begged to differ and she slammed her hand on the table before shouting angrily, “That’s enough! Mind your friends, Minerva! If you can’t do so, don’t come back in the future!”

Upon hearing that, Minerva instantly became anxious. “What are you saying, Sasha? W-We’re here to visit Aunt Helen, so how could you send us away?”

Similarly, Helen quickly added, “Exactly! How could you say that, Sasha? Minerva is your cousin. Don’t forget that your aunt—”

However, Sasha interrupted her mother and she thundered, “I haven’t forgotten, alright? I haven’t forgotten anything! But let me tell you something—the name on the deed for this property is Matthew Larson so yes, he is indeed the one who calls the shots here!”

“What do you mean by that, Sasha?” James questioned angrily. “Are you saying you have a problem with us living here?”

to go to Lakeside Garden?

James

were indeed the ones in the wrong. Thus,

continuing to throw

an ingratiating smile, “Very well, then! Since Matthew is being so hospitable

what she was implying—it was obvious that she wanted to

past gatherings she attended with him,

to be able to hold his liquor so it would be all too easy to

Let’s do so then, Mr. Larson! How about this—since it’s our first meeting, let’s drink to our hearts’ content! Bring out the largest wine glasses. As men, we must be bold about our drinking, mustn’t

Minerva walked over with the wine glasses and chimed in, “Look how cordial my friends are being, Matthew. You mustn’t disappoint them! Come

provoke him and force him

hand, Demi and Liam turned

Matthew was capable of consuming, and it was suicide to try

feel like

saint, anyway. They were highly dissatisfied with her behavior, especially now that she had brought home a