Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 72

The air in the room seemed to be frozen.

Greta wrapped her arms before her chest and stared at Lennon with her brows knitted.

Harriet, who was standing beside, glanced at Maxwell. No one knew what she was thinking.

She originally thought that Lennon purely wanted to thank Maxwell for having saved his life and this was the reason why he had invited them to this luxurious private banquet.

But none of them had expected that Lennon actually had also invited Andreas and the other members of the Sandoval family. What did he mean by doing this?

Silence prevailed in the room and there were only the clickety-clacking sounds of Andreas’ leather shoes and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Andreas slowly approached the dining table. Seeing the gloomy expressions of Greta and Maxwell, a meaningful smile flashed across his handsome face as he said, “Sorry to bother you, everyone. I haven’t expected that Mr. Lennon would also invite us. It’s really my great honor.”

Greta wrapped her arms around herself and stared at Andreas’ handsome face. She now had the worst impression of Andreas.

Maxwell turned around to look at Lennon and curled his lips into an unruly smile, “Mr. Lennon, do you think that few people attending the banquet would appear to be quiet? If Mr. Lennon wants a lively banquet, you can just tell me. I promise, I will have several sexy hostesses here and they will definitely make you feel very comfortable.”

Lennon’s expressions froze. He chuckled, “You two get me wrong. It was my bro Absalom who suggested me to invite Andreas… The Beijing government had some problems and urged him to come back out of the blue. Absalom asked me to invite all of you to this private banquet, saying that you had had some misunderstandings and he didn’t want you to be bothered by these grudges all the time. I also hope you can reach a compromise after today’s banquet.”

Greta’s gaze became cold. Misunderstandings? She was clear about Absalom’s intentions, but how could she easily get over these grudges? The Sandoval family… That cold place was full of tricks and intrigues and she didn’t want to come back there. If it was not because of the internal strife, she and her father would not have come to the Ocean City.

She had no more illusions about the Sandoval family in the capital city. It was safe to say that she even became the enemy of the Sandoval family. Therefore, how could the two parties easily let go of the grudges because of Lennon’s words.

“Misunderstandings…” Andreas glanced over Maxwell and Greta and smiled, “It’s true that there are many misunderstandings between me and Greta. But if Greta can let go of them, I can get over them too.”

“You…” Greta’s expressions froze. Andreas’s tone was so casual… It was as if those bad things were all done by Greta!

“Well, well, drop this topic. Take seats please. Let’s have a taste of these dishes.” Lennon chortled and broke the awkwardness.

Andreas and the others seated themselves. The long, large table had various kinds of expensive dishes perched on top of it. Even Greta, who often had delicacies, changed her expressions after seeing the dishes.

It was because Lennon had specially invited a national-level chef from Beijing! The dishes cooked by the top-class chef, who had been responsible for numerous national banquets, were naturally of the highest grade.

It was also the first time for Greta, who was born in a rich family and had been the apple of Derrick’s eyes, to have a taste of dishes of such a high level.

Maxwell, who was sitting beside Greta, showed bad table manner. He used both of his hands to grab the food and made a pig of himself, showing not a single hint of etiquette…

In the banquet for upper class, only Maxwell acted like a beast, which attracted the attentions of the Sandoval members.

Allison was the first to break the silence, “Greta, is this your husband’s table manner?”

Greta turned her head to look at Maxwell, who was slurping the soup off the spoon with a drumstick at the left hand and the spoon at the right hand, showing not a single touch of elegance.

“Greta, although your father and the Sandoval family have been divided due to some differences, you’re a graceful member of the upper class after all, so naturally you should have been well brought up. But your husband acts like a servant when he’s eating. It’s like he hasn’t been educated. If the words spread out, I’m afraid that people would not believe that he’s the live-in son-in-law of the Sandoval family. Instead, they would think that he’s a manservant…” Cecilia said ironically while fixating her gaze on Greta meaningfully.

When hearing her words, a touch of gloominess flashed across Maxwell’s eyes.

Greta turned her head to look at Maxwell again. He was still gulping down the food with any table manners and it was as if he was in his own home.

‘Indecent…’ Greta cursed him in heart. But on the surface, she replied with composure, “Thank you for your advice, Aunt Cecilia. I will ask him to pay more attention to this in the future.”

Maxwell twitched his mouth, “It’s eating. I should eat in the most comfortable manner. I never care about this. After all, I’m still not full, so I don’t have the time to put my finger in other’s pie.”