"When did I piss you off? Look at your old face. The wrinkles spoil my appetite. Ladies outside have a hundred times better temper than you, not to mention their younger age.” Marvin retorts haughtily and glares at her with disgust.
"You… you asshole!” Vita lunges at him.
Bryant and Hilda, who just enter the door, aren’t surprised at all, after seeing their fight. The couple ignores them and moves toward the sofa.
Vita doesn’t spare the couple a glance. Instead, she drags her husband and continues scolding.
At the moment, the temperature in the living room plummets. A man goes down from the second floor under afterglow, casting the shadow and decoloring the glow in each step, and pockets his hand with sharp and frigid eyes and a serious look.
He is the youngest son of Sanches Family—Karlous, who is in charge of the whole Sanches Group now after Jacob retired.
Watching him going downstairs, Marvin and Vita keep quite instantly, but Vita is still reluctant to lose her grasp on Marvin.
Karlos ignores their quarrel and moves toward the sofa coldly, where Hilda and Bryant sit seriously with fear in their eyes.
His cold eyes land on Bryant like X-ray, which makes Bryant shudder. "Father lets you go to the study.”
"Okay.” Bryant nods obediently and walks toward the study on the second floor.
Karlos moves calmly and sits on the sofa. His tall figure is like a towering mountain, situated next to Hilda and, and a feeling of pressure is looming to her.
Even Marvin, the eldest brother who was brazen just now, is kind of afraid of Karlos, thus throwing his wife’s hand away and leaving quickly.
However, Vita is still annoyed and follows him. The breezes carry her curse. "Marvin, you can try and leave…”
With their departure, the living room falls into silence. The cold and condensed air makes the people breathless. Karlos, who is sitting there, picks up a teacup and drinks slowly.
Hilda can’t resist the temptation to ask him tentatively, "What’s the matter? Why does father summon us?”
Actually, she knows the reason, but she’s afraid of the deeper one—her father will intervene in the Greens for Bryant’s mismanagement.
The tea aroma floats in the air, carrying the freshness of Karlos. He’s indifferent and silent, as if not hearing Hilda’s question.
To be honest, Hilda is sort of scared of him. Although he’s a love child, gloomy and frigid unlike a human since he was a child, he is more capable of business management than his father, thus the Sanches Group is taken over by him, instead of the eldest son, Marvin.
It takes a long time before she repeats the question.
He puts down the teacup and glances at her without any emotion. "Don’t you know?”
Being frightened by his eyes, she doesn’t dare to ask more. She guesses it must be the recent matter of the company. Besides, she’s afraid that she can’t worm something important out of him.
In the study, the refreshing scent of sandalwood fills the air, rendering a feeling of tranquility and peace.
Bryant, who pushes the door in carefully, forces a smile and looks at Jacob sitting in a chair.
Jacob sits in a chair behind a table with a cane in his hand. His old face looks fierce and evil and his sharp eyes, even after long years of hardship, still harbor malevolence.
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