The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 318

The Banquet Of The Maxwells

Sophia became the center of attention as soon as she got out of the car.

She was still the most outstanding in the crowd despite not intentionally dressed and freshened up, even appearing somewhat exhausted.

She did not need to showcase herself on purpose to stand out and attract everyone’s attention.

“Jonathan, let’s go in!” Although the wealthy ladies were whispering, Sophia still heard them. Nevertheless, she was too lazy to care.

After all, she was not a confrontative person and did not like arguing with others.

She would simply avoid those that she did not like.

“All right!”

Jonathan nodded and started walking toward the Maxwell residence.

As for those gossipy women outside the door, he merely regarded them as nonexistent.

Sophia might not pick a fight with others, but that did not mean others would not cross her.

The moment she reached the doorway, a woman in a red dress instantly blocked Sophia’s way.

“Wow. Isn’t this Sophia Goldstein, the third daughter of the Goldstein family? What brings you here today? Aren’t you always high and mighty and dislike attending banquets?” The red-dressed woman pursed her lips as she stood in Sophia’s path.

“Lydia invited me here!”

to waste time on them, nor did she want to get

have come here if it weren’t because Lydia was

like rowdy events and preferred

twitched as she said, “Why didn’t you at least dress up before attending, then? Don’t you know the

there to be embarrassed about? Aren’t you also here, dressed like that?” Sophia might have a

looked at Sophia mockingly. “Sophia, I genuinely didn’t expect you to secretly keep a toyboy! You’ve always pretended to be aloof. You know what, even if you did, you shouldn’t have brought him

He’s my nephew!” explained Sophia in a hurry when she heard the red-dressed woman

was not one to have

last time someone called him that, he

wish the red-dressed woman to end up like that

blood-related nephew?” The woman chuckled coldly. “If

covered their mouths and snickered

was evident that everyone

“You…”

but Jonathan beat her to it. He glanced at the woman in red dress icily and uttered, “You should speak less if you’re not good at it! Do you believe I

died in my hands throughout the

you dare?” The woman in red glared at him when she heard that. “Try touching a single strand of hair

word and see if I dare!” At that moment, Jonathan’s gaze turned

met his icy gaze and did

a dead person, making her

you meet people like this next time. Just slap her, and she won’t dare to act up anymore.” Jonathan’s frosty gaze swept across the woman

the red-dressed woman behind

Aren’t you

was not at all concerned about what the woman outside the door was

relied on

he was too lazy to waste time on

finish her off.