Chapter 652
Sergio racked his brains to try and figure out when did his family offend someone like Beryl.
“Dad, what, what should I do?” Carlito, who had initially thought that he could take charge of everything, was so frightened that he was at a loss as to what to do. In the end, he could only wipe off his cold sweat and look at his father for directions.
Sergio said, “What else can we do? They demanded our presence, so what other choice do we have
except to go? Heck, I think we should be heading there as soon as we can!” After a pause, he added, “I hope it’s just a misunderstanding, and that she mistook one of our family members for someone else who offended Beryl.”
“Yeah! Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding! We’re not idiots who would offend her willy-nilly. Besides, didn’t you already instruct us to keep a low profile and be more mindful of the way we carry ourselves?” The middle-aged woman from before echoed Sergio’s sentiments after some thought.
“Hey, you guys carry on with your meal. I’ll head there and come back in no time!” Carlito sighed. helplessly and could only pray in his heart that Beryl had made a mistake.
“I’ll go with you!” After further consideration, the old man decided to accompany Carlito because he still felt very worried. They were both silent on the way to Beryl’s mansion, but they shared the same thoughts as each other and wondered the same thing-‘How did we offend Beryl?’
Alas, they could not figure out what happened even when they had finally reached the gate of Beryl’s mansion. Finally, a servant led them both over to Beryl.
“Greetings, esteemed war god!” After the two of them were brought to her, they glanced at each other before immediately bowing at ninety degrees to greet her. Even so, they were more nervous than they had ever been.
“Straighten up!” Beryl looked at the two of them, walked to the seat opposite her, and sat down.
Though there were two seats beside her, Beryl did not grant them the luxury of sitting, which made both Carlito and Sergio even more scared. Beryl’s cold face had already left the two of them sweating profusely from their foreheads.
“Ma’am, may we kindly ask why you called us for an audience?” After gritting his teeth, Carlito finally mustered up the courage to ask.
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