Outside the villa, neatly parked cars stretched as far as the eye could see.
In the garden, by the pool, and on the court, there seemed to be shadows of people moving about. Sophie Smith was puzzled. Who were these people? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI-Fire.ɴet
But she didn’t have time to think much about it now. Eva Miller was still waiting for her outside the villa. She just wanted to quickly gather her things and leave, so she hurried towards the hall.
However, as soon as she stepped through the door, she regretted her rashness.
In the living room, there were inexplicably so many strangers...
Men and women, young and old...
Sophie found it hard to move. The initially noisy living room fell silent upon her entrance. Perhaps because there were so many people, she looked around for a long time without spotting Asher Land.
She steadied herself. In this large living room, there were at least twenty people standing, yet she only recognized three.
Asher Land, Irene Morton, and Luke Land.
But wasn’t Luke Land supposed to be back in Europe? Why was he here? Could it be that all the people standing in the living room had come to Eastern City to celebrate Asher Land’s birthday, his family?
Irene had said just this morning that they would come in a few days. How could they arrive so quickly? She wasn’t prepared at all.
Sophie’s mind was racing back and forth, and she didn’t make a sound, while everyone’s eyes focused on her ’stranger’ face.
Irene, standing a few steps away, didn’t speak. She thought to herself, let’s see how Sophie handles this situation.
Asher Land’s dark eyes were slightly startled. Just as he was about to walk over and pull her to his side, Luke Land quickly stopped him.
"What do you intend to do?" Luke Land whispered, "Father and big brother are here. Don’t cause a scene." He kindly reminded him.
"Don’t meddle in my affairs." Asher Land shook off his hand. She stood there so helplessly, and he didn’t want to see her like that.
But Luke Land got to Sophie first.
"Wow, little brother, I didn’t realize you knew your second brother so well!" Luke Land affectionately wrapped his arm around Sophie’s waist, pulling her into his embrace. Sophie didn’t understand and instinctively tried to resist.
"I’ve just arrived in Eastern City, and you’ve already prepared such a beautiful woman for your brother. Tsk tsk, thank you so much."
Sophie’s face gradually darkened. What on earth was Luke Land up to now?
Just as Asher Land was about to step forward, a strong, authoritative voice sounded behind him.
"Luke, mind your manners in front of your Uncle Morton!"
Sophie looked in the direction of the voice and saw an elderly man, around sixty, walking out with a dragon-topped cane. Though aged, he exuded an aura of silent authority.
The old man wore a black Zhongshan suit, looking vibrant and spirited. However, there was a few-centimeter-long scar on his right cheek, giving him a somewhat sinister and intimidating appearance.
This elder was none other than Asher Land’s father, Nathan Land.
Luke Land didn’t dare to say anything more after Nathan Land’s angry rebuke.
Luke Land was known for his romantic escapades, and the family was used to this behavior. But with the Morton Clan Group also present today, Nathan Land couldn’t let his son bring shame?
"Asher, don’t bring any more disreputable women to your second brother in the future!"