Ernest frowned but did not betray any other emotions. He turned to Cyril and asked in a low voice, “What’s going on?”
Cyril shook his head and said, “Don’t worry, Villa Master Turner. With such a big banquet and so many reporters outside, I don’t think Mr. Clarke would dare to do anything. It’s probably a closed-door banquet.”
Hearing that, Ernest nodded and made no further comment. However, it was different for the other heads of families.
Everyone started discussing.
“What’s going on? Why did they close the door? Is this a trap?”
“This is outrageous! How dare they do this in the North? Do they have any respect for the families at all?”
“Hmph! I want to see what Mr. Clarke is going to do tonight!”
The discussions grew louder, but Ernest and Cyril chose to watch in silence.
The clamor was good. At least, it would intimidate Mr. Clarke and let him know that the North was not that easy to take over!
After waiting for ten minutes, Philip and the others still did not make an appearance. The heads of the families in the hall grew anxious.
What the hell? He invited them here, but he was late himself?
The main point was that the door was locked and this made the heads of families a little flustered. Such flustered emotions slowly spread from a few people to the entire hall.
“Damn it! What the hell? We’ve waited for 20 minutes. Why is Mr. Clarke not here yet?!”
“That’s right? Is he doing this on purpose?!”
“Damn it! The disciple families of the North are not push overs! Why are we still sitting here and tolerating this?!”
Ernest and Cyril noticed the rising emotions in the hall but remained unperturbed. It was better if they caused a fuss. That way, they would have a better say.
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