"This must be the eldest son of the Hamertons, right?"
Melvin suddenly turned his gaze toward Zuko at the dining table.
Zuko paused and looked back at him.
It was worth mentioning that Melvin also belonged to the category who aged well. Despite reaching middle age, he did not show any sign of that. On the contrary, he looked even more energetic than a young man.
He also looked good. He bore a striking resemblance to Nicholas, and anyone could tell at first glance that they were cousins from the same lineage.
Zuko frowned and glanced at the nearby Pamela, feeling something was off.
"Zuko, Uncle Melvin's talking to you!" Cordelia reminded him in a low voice. "Since you call Nicholas' Uncle Nicholas', just call him Uncle Melvin."
Zuko nodded slightly, politely acknowledging it.
Melvin smiled and praised him. "The children of the Hamertons are all outstanding, truly exceptional!"
"Mr. Melvin, you're too kind." Cordelia chuckled. "My eldest son is great in every way, except he doesn't like talking much. Please don't mind him."
"Don't worry about it. They say silence is golden, and only lucky ones speak slowly, right?"
Cordelia and Zephyr exchanged a glance and gently curled their lips. They had a feeling that Melvin was more shrewd than Nicholas because the latter would never resort to such flattery.
A few rounds of drinks later, Melvin put his hand on Nicholas' shoulder and began to reminisce about their chaotic childhood. However, he suddenly changed the topic and smiled with a squint. "Nicholas, I remember you once said that if I found you your daughter, you'd use 1/3 of Sol Entertainment to thank me, right?"
Nicholas' face was red from drinking, and he was intoxicated, almost agreeing to it without thinking.
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