Chapter 324: A Toast
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Melinda Lowe’s son was named Ronan Simpson. He was an ambitious young man who worked as a human resources manager, and his salary was average—about 50,000 a year.
His wife was young and beautiful, and she had graduated from a top university too.
They were a perfect match for each other.
With a glass of wine each in their hands, the newlywed couple walked toward the family of three.
Melinda Lowe immediately apologized. “Linda, it’s my fault for putting you here. I’m so sorry. The others came alone, but you came with your family, so I had to arrange a separate table for you. It wouldn’t have been nice to put this table of three in the middle, so I had no choice but to put you here. I hope you understand me, Linda. See, I’ve brought my son and daughter-in-law to give you the first toast. How’s that for you?”
If not for the fact that Linda James had already heard her daughter say the same things, she would’ve believed the other.
“Thank you for taking time out to attend our wedding today. I would really like to thank the both of you, Ms. Yvette Larson, Mr. Finn Taylor.”
Finn Taylor had no idea what Ronan Simpson was up to by doing this, but he didn’t cut in. ‘Let’s see what he’s trying to do. He’ll definitely reveal something by accident if he’s up to something.’
“Actually, I would really like to thank the both of you. Compared to the others, it feels different when you’re here today. All of our friends in San Francisco know that Finn Taylor is the matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family and that the wedding three years ago was a joke. I thought that you guys would have a phobia of weddings and wouldn’t attend ours, but you’ve come to give us your blessings today. Here’s a toast to the two of you—I wish you happiness too.” Ronan Simpson raised his glass.
His actions seemed refined and polite, yet every word was like an insult to the couple. If he had only talked about Finn Taylor, the latter might not have gotten so angry. However, he had brought Yvette Larson into the picture as well.
‘Excuse me for what I’m going to do to you then. I’ll make sure you regret what you just said.’
“Ronan Simpson, I think you better hold on before you drink that glass of wine.”
The other man smiled. “What, does it not taste good?”
There had been no conflict between the two men. In fact, they didn’t even know each other.
He was only putting Finn Taylor in the spot because he had heard from his mother how the latter had been living off his wife ever since getting married. He didn’t even need to work to live in Number One Pacific Heights. He did nothing and got everything, enjoying whatever Yvette Larson earned.
This naturally annoyed Ronan Simpson. ‘I slave off in the company but only earn 50,000 dollars a year. You don’t even do anything, but you get more than 500,000! Why do you deserve that?’
“It has nothing to do with the taste. I’m just afraid that you will choke on your wine.”
“Choke? Why would I choke on my wine.”
“You said earlier that I’m the matrilocal son-in-law of the Larson family, and that’s right. However, did you know that my wife is still my wife and that she didn’t give up on me even at my lowest? As for you…” Finn Taylor chuckled but didn’t continue.
“Finn Taylor, what do you mean? Don’t spout nonsense.”
“I’m not spouting nonsense. Why don’t you ask your wife how many other men she’s had?”
Because of what Ronan Simpson had done earlier, all eyes were on him. As such, they heard Finn Taylor’s words too.
Some guests had already started talking among themselves. “Do you think Finn Taylor is telling the truth?”
“Probably not. He’s just a useless matrilocal son-in-law, so what would he know?”
“But he sounds like he knows something that we don’t.”
“I don’t think so. He doesn’t know Ronan Simpson personally.”
“That’s true.”
Although the majority didn’t believe Finn Taylor, their words were still unbearable to Ronan Simpson.
“Ronan, I’m going to the washroom.” Just then, Rachel Kleine excused herself.
This brought about many more questions.
“Did you see that? She looked nauseous when she left. Is she pregnant?”
“Do you think the child is Ronan Simpson’s?”
“That’s nonsense. Of course, it is. Could it be yours?”
“But I heard Ronan saying that they weren’t planning on having kids for the next three years.”
“Perhaps she isn’t pregnant then. Maybe she just had too much to eat.”
Rachel Kleine might’ve gone to the washroom, but Ronan Simpson was still around. He heard every word that his guests were saying, and each was like a stab to his heart. “Finn Taylor, I want you to apologize for spouting nonsense.”
“Nonsense? What did I say?”
Earlier, Finn Taylor had to resist the urge to punch the other when he had talked about Yvette Larson. But now that others were talking about his wife, he couldn’t take it.
Yet, this was only the beginning.
It was only wise to keep one’s enemies close. Before coming for the wedding, Finn Taylor had already instructed Hunter Sullivan to investigate the couple. Hence, the former already had everything he could possibly know about them ever since they were in middle school.
The information came as a shock!
Initially, Finn Taylor hadn’t intended on doing anything with the information. After all, it had nothing to do with him. However, Ronan Simpson had provoked him.
The latter wasn’t one to take bullying lying down.
“Finn Taylor, I want you to apologize for smearing our names. If you don’t apologize, I’ll get my lawyer to send you a letter. I’ll sue you and make sure you get executed!”
Finn Taylor chuckled. “Are you sure you want me to talk about your wife?”
The gaze of the other man darkened. “Go ahead.. Let’s hear what you have to say.”