Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 370

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause.

“You're so magnanimous, Ewan. Bravo!”

“There's a reason Quintus selected Ewan to stay by his side and nurture Ewan even though he's so young!”

Everyone cheered.

They were deeply impressed by how Ewan repaid Harold's ill will with kindness.

“Well done, Ewan. Even though you're all his seniors in the family, you should learn more from him. Sit here and have a drink with me, Ewan.”

Even the Gambling King, Zyaire, grinned and complimented Ewan.

On the other hand, Harold was turned into a negative example by members of the Schmidt family before he even officially became Zyaire's son-in-law.

Of course, he never intended to marry Marilyn. He merely accompanied her back to warn her family members never to interfere in any decisions she made in the future.

Ewan was overjoyed to see Zyaire, his father-in-law, inviting him to share a drink.

After all, the Schmidt family was the second most influential faction on Hishwick Island. With the Schmidt family's support, Ewan was confident he would be more valued by Quintus.

Sylvena smiled from ear to ear when she saw her father praising her husband. Then, she shot a derisive look at Marilyn.

Marilyn, Evelyn, and their mother were infuriated. Still, there was nothing they could do.

After finishing a glass of wine with Ewan, Zyaire invited his son-in-law to sit.

“Ewan, can you help your relatives get a few more invitations from your boss, Quintus? It would be good for them to get some exposure, too,” Zyaire asked casually.

The Schmidt family's company's share price plummeted during their hostile exchange with the Jackson family.

Since the Jackson family's announcement, the Schmidt family's market capitalization had shrunk by over a hundred million.

And that was just the beginning of their predicament.

If no good news about their family were published within a short period, the Schmidt family's company's share price would certainly continue dropping.

Every other family only received an invitation for one guest, respectively, to attend the celebration hosted by Quintus to welcome his boss' return.

If multiple members of the Schmidt family were to get invited, the public might assume their family was closely related to Quintus or his boss.

By then, the turn of events could not only cease their stock price from falling but also possibly increase it significantly.

“Uh...”

Ewan was a little troubled after hearing his father-in-law's words.

After all, Quintus had already arranged everything for the sixty-six distinguished guests, and the number of attendees perfectly matched Paradise Hotel's sixty-six floors. Therefore, it was simply impossible to make changes.

Besides, Ewan knew he wasn't capable of convincing Quintus to make any amendments to the existing arrangement.

Still, he couldn't directly reject Zyaire as that would make him appear insincere and incompetent.

Noticing the hesitant look in Ewan's eyes, Zyaire asked with a grimace, “What's the matter? Am I making things difficult for you, Ewan?”

He knew that wasn't a simple thing to do, but it wasn't unachievable either.

Only by putting pressure on others could they put forth their best effort to serve him.

That was the secret to Zyaire's success— to give his all in everything he did.

“Of course not. It's just that Quintus already personally finalized the arrangements, so it'll be slightly tricky to acquire more invitations for the Schmidt family. Nevertheless, it's not impossible to fulfill. I'll make some calls and see what I can do,” Ewan replied ambiguously.

With that, he went outside to make some phone calls.

Not daring to approach Quintus himself, he tried asking those executing Quintus' orders to see if they could secure some extra slots for him. Even two more invitations would suffice.

Unfortunately, he wasted half an hour contacting everyone he knew, but none dared to defy Quintus' instructions behind his back. All of them rejected Ewan.

Ultimately, Ewan could only return to the banquet hall in dejection.

“Dad, I—”

Just as he was about to tell Zyaire he couldn't lay his hand on any extra invitations, the security guard on duty at the entrance led a beautiful woman over.

“Good day, Gambling King. I'm Mr. Quintus Langdon's secretary. Mr. Langdon told me to deliver these invitations to you. Please make sure you and your family attend Mr. Campbell's welcome party the day after tomorrow.”

The gorgeous secretary handed a stack of gold-plated invitation cards to Zyaire before leaving in a hurry.