"Ha!" Evander Lancaster laughed as if he had just heard a funny joke, "Sophie doesn’t like crowds? She’s noisy enough on her own, chirping like a little sparrow, and she says she doesn’t like crowds..."
"Yes, she says rich people are hypocritical, and she doesn’t want to face so many hypocritical faces."
"That’s just her personality!" Nicholas Croft finished speaking, and Evander Lancaster nodded in agreement, a straightforward girl, not knowing how to beat around the bush, also dislikes flattering and pandering.
Nicholas Croft took a light sip of champagne, his eyes and brow softened, Evander Lancaster glanced aside, Mia Foster was still mingling with guests with Felix Shaw, perhaps her heel got stuck in the grass, holding her wedding dress with one hand and leaning on Felix Shaw’s body, while Felix, squatting down, helped her lift and put on her high heels attentively.
Evander Lancaster also sipped his champagne, his eyes showing no sign of envy, "Big brother, do you think the third brother will settle down after he gets married?"
"Him," Nicholas Croft also looked in that direction, "like your second brother, he actually has Mia in his heart already, just unwilling to admit it,"
Evander Lancaster took another sip of champagne, said lightly, "I hope he doesn’t follow the old path of the second brother."
Nicholas Croft turned to his brother beside him, smiling, "Fourth, you’re not getting any younger, it’s about time you settled down too."
Evander Lancaster shifted his gaze, looking at Nicholas Croft with a teasing smile, "You’re the eldest and you’re not married, how dare I, the youngest, transcend."
Nicholas Croft’s gaze fell again, holding the champagne in his palm, his facial contours gentle, Evander Lancaster knew, every time Sophie was mentioned, he always looked like this.
"You and I are different, Sophie is still young, another couple of years won’t be too late."
"Yeah, that’s true," Evander Lancaster nodded in agreement, "in a few years when your babies are running all over the place, we won’t even need to hire flower children outside at the wedding."
"Knock it off!" Nicholas Croft gave Evander Lancaster a punch, their brotherly conversation escalating, Nicholas Croft suddenly looked around, "Where’s Nathan? Haven’t seen him."
"You mean the second brother, he’s probably hiding in some corner, lost in his thoughts about someone!"
"Ah," Nicholas Croft sighed, "Titus Zane really did a number, leaving without a word, not even a greeting... but it’s tough on Nathan, although he seems unaffected on the surface, we brothers have all seen his feelings for Titus over this past year."
I remember that day in the bar, Nathan Moore was drinking alone, silently. From his sparse confessions when he was drunk, I learned that Titus had left, destination unknown.
"Ha!" Mentioning Titus’s abrupt departure, Evander Lancaster didn’t feel it was excessive at all, he scoffed coldly, "Big brother, the pitiable ones must have a detestable side. I know best what the second brother put his wife through. The most severe time, I sent a female doctor from our hospital over, and what she told me about the sister-in-law’s injuries after coming back, made me think the second brother is a beast."
Seeing Evander Lancaster’s indignant look, Nicholas Croft smiled and patted his shoulder, "Alright, we’re talking about our own brother after all, isn’t your second brother also paying for his past mistakes now."
"Ha, you’re right, big brother, everyone has to pay for their past mistakes."
Evander Lancaster forced a casual smile, raising his champagne glass to his lips, but his phoenix eyes involuntarily narrowed as the scene of debauchery in the bedroom resurfaced in his sight...
The brothers chatted idly, when not far away, an elegantly dressed woman approached them.