Shirley Miller sat down calmly and smiled, "My last name is Miller."
"Miller? That’s a nice last name."
Desmond Hoffman casually smiled and said, "My last name is Hoffman, Desmond Hoffman, from the Hoffman Family of Xi Jing, the Family Head is my grandfather... Both Miller and Hoffman are very nice last names."
Shirley Miller chuckled, her gaze landing on Messiah Frost beside her, "The person who introduced you just now said you’re the heir to the Frost Family Head? But I heard from my husband that the Frost Family hasn’t decided on their heir yet, I heard there’s still competition?"
At these words from Shirley Miller, Messiah Frost’s face immediately turned somewhat embarrassed.
He was only the presumptive heir, still one step away from becoming the heir. Even though he felt certain he would win the competition, in the end, he was not yet officially declared as the Family Head’s heir.
Marcus Gibbs, hearing this, hurriedly bragged, "It is a competition, but that’s a done deal. Adriel Frost can’t compete with Brother Messiah. Not only does Messiah have the support of two esteemed elders of the Frost Family, but he also has the backing of the Hoffman Family. It would be hard for him not to win."
Shirley Miller’s gaze fell on Desmond Hoffman, "Are you friends?"
Desmond Hoffman laughed, "He’s my brother-in-law. How could the Hoffman Family not support him? My sister is highly favored. It’s impossible to let him lose the competition to someone else, no one can intervene in this."
Shirley Miller seemed very curious, "Choosing a family heir, isn’t that an internal matter? Can other families really interfere?"
Desmond Hoffman explained with a know-it-all expression, "Family management and operations are always outward-facing. Whose friends are many, whose supporters are numerous, naturally the family’s course is steadier and better. With the help of our Hoffman Family, the Frost Family’s future is naturally brighter."
Shirley Miller asked, "You can find helpers, but so can the competitors, right?"
Desmond Hoffman said arrogantly, "If even his own family doesn’t support him, who else will help him? His cousin? Haha, even if he does help, what does it matter? In this city of Xi Jing, who can compare with our Hoffman Family?"
After Desmond Hoffman finished boasting, his gaze settled on Shirley Miller, his eyes revealing a greedy look, "Miss Miller, where are you from? Did you come to Xi Jing for travel or for work?"
Shirley Miller smiled slightly, "I’m from Tian Hai, but my husband’s family is in Xi Jing, I’ve come with my husband."
Desmond Hoffman blinked, "Your husband is from Xi Jing?"
Shirley Miller’s glance slid over Messiah Frost, her look intriguing, "Yes, and no."
Desmond Hoffman blinked, "What do you mean?"
Shirley Miller replied, "My mother-in-law is from Xi Jing."
Realization dawned on Desmond Hoffman, "Seeing how beautiful Miss Miller is, I suspect your husband’s family isn’t just any ordinary small household. Which family is your mother-in-law from?"
Shirley Miller chuckled and answered, "Frost Family, the Frost Family of Xi Jing."
The smile on Desmond Hoffman’s face suddenly froze, and a group of men and women chatting beside him also abruptly stopped, their gazes collectively falling on Shirley Miller’s face, and then all shifting to Messiah Frost.
The daughter-in-law of the Frost Family of Xi Jing?
Hitting on your own family member?
If this woman knew she was speaking with Messiah Frost, then was she doing this on purpose, to see everyone’s reaction?
Messiah Frost was also completely baffled; he had no idea what was happening.
The daughter-in-law of the Frost Family?
How come he didn’t know any Frost Family Disciples with such a beautiful wife?
Such a beautiful woman, wherever she is, would surely be the center of attention and gossip, right?
Moreover, since she referred to herself as a wife, she must be married. So why hadn’t he seen her before?
Confused, Messiah Frost asked, "Who is your husband? A Frost Family Disciple? Why haven’t I met you?"
Shirley Miller chuckled, just about to answer, when Carson Flores’s figure appeared at the entrance of the restaurant, making his way along the aisle.
Shirley Miller pointed at Carson Flores not far away, "Look, my husband just arrived."
Shirley Miller stood up, and Carson Flores’s eyes immediately swept over, he smiled faintly, then walked over.
All eyes in the room instantly fell on Carson Flores, eager to see what kind of man could marry the beautiful Shirley Miller, and at the same time curious to find out who exactly could claim to be a member of the Frost Family.
Carson Flores walked over with a smile, then stood by Shirley Miller’s side, greeting everyone with a smile, "Hello everyone, I’m Carson Flores, pleased to meet you all."
Everyone was stunned, as lately their ears had been bombarded with the name Carson Flores, and many of their elders had sternly warned them that when going out and about, they should keep their eyes peeled and absolutely not provoke Carson Flores.
An expert at wiping out families!
Shirley Miller smiled slightly, pointing to the dumbstruck Messiah Frost and Desmond Hoffman, "This is Messiah Frost, and this is Desmond Hoffman, Messiah’s brother-in-law."
Carson Flores casually took a seat, smiled at the two men, and finally rested his gaze on Messiah Frost, "Although I’ve been in Xi Jing for quite some time now, we should be meeting for the first time, right? I may not be a Frost Family member, but according to our relation, I should probably call you... cousin?"