"So you promise me, don't embarrass anyone later! We're family; we need to get along once in a while!"
"I'll try..."
But after the family celebrated his birthday at the dinner table, Julia started to bring up the matter of his mother's dowry. Sebastian felt like he had swallowed a fly, his stomach churning.
The harmony that his grandfather wanted for the family, he really found it hard to achieve.
But still, he held it in.
"Julia, are you unwilling to return my mother's dowry?"
Julia gave a bitter smile. "Sebastian... I didn't mean that. If everyone is satisfied with the bride-to-be you've chosen, and I like her too, I will naturally hand over the dowry to her. It can even be given as a dowry. But is that girl really worthy of this dowry? Anyway, I really don't feel like giving it up."
Sebastian sneered, "My mother's things, entrusted to you, you don't want to return, and you still speak so high and mighty? Why does my fiancée need everyone's approval? And your approval?"
Mitchell frowned, "Sebastian, how can you talk to my mom like that? She's your elder!"
Sebastian gave him a look full of disgust without saying a word.
Mitchell felt a sharp pain in his heart from that disgusted look.
Did one person really need any reason to dislike another?
That's how Sebastian was to him.
There’s no reason, and he won't tell you why.
Sebastian's other aunt, Ava, couldn't help but interrupt: "You just got back; you don't know what's going on, so don't butt in. Just eat your food like Colton and Camille."
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