“Oh? Is that so?” George glanced at Hector. Hector spoke truthfully, “They were indeed engaged in the past. But there were some problems recently that warranted further discussion regarding the engagement.”
“Problems should be solved round the table. Why be so hostile?” George expressed his dissatisfaction. “I’m open to discussion, but the Harmons are not respecting me,” Tyler responded.
“Marriage should be based on mutual consent. It’s criminal behavior for you to force my hand in marriage by publicly deploying your army!” Natasha suddenly cried out.
“She’s right,” George agreed. “A marriage should be between two willing parties. If one party is unwilling, you shouldn’t force it.”
Tyler frowned slightly at his words. It appeared as if George was adamant about standing with the
Harmons.
“Lord Xenos, what did the Harmons promise you? I’m willing to pay tenfold,” Tyler unexpectedly said to George.
“How dare you!” George’s expression darkened, and he bellowed, “Tyler Grant! Is this how you see the viceroy? A corrupt official?”
“No, no. Not at all… Tyler misspoke. Please forgive him!” Roger attempted to defuse the situation immediately.
“You are too young to know how the world works and are too impulsive and aggressive. Take your men with you, and get out of here!” George bellowed. He had thought of saving Tyler the embarrassment but didn’t expect him to not know his place.
“Tyler, let it go. We can talk about matters at a later time.” Roger gave Tyler a meaningful look. Both of them were nothing in front of the viceroy. Typer might be talented with a bright future ahead, but he wasn’t strong enough to challenge George at this time.
Tyler narrowed his eyes. “Lord Xenos, are you really going to support the Harmons?”
“That’s right! I’m definitely supporting them! If anyone has a problem with it, feel free to talk to me.” George’s tone was domineering.
The Harmons were ecstatic upon hearing his declaration, while Tyler’s expression turned unusually resentful. He couldn’t understand the reason George would publicly challenge the Grants in favor of the Harmons. Even though he was upset, he could only give in for now. George was a first–ranked official and controlled the army, Tyler couldn’t afford to offend him. However, he was confident he would overshadow George in under five years.
“Lord Xenos, since you have a higher rank, I’ll concede for now. However, the world is a small place, and things don’t always go as you want. We’ll meet again!” With a scoff, Tyler strutted out of the place with his entourage. He promised there would come a day when he would crush George beneath his feet.
“Lord Xenos, the younger generation can be impulsive at times. I hope you won’t take it to heart. I
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shall take my leave as well.” With a nod of acknowledgment, Roger followed Tyler out the door. He had to admit they hit a brick wall today.
“Lord Xenos is amazing. He was able to drive Tyler away with just a few words.”
“Of course! He’s the viceroy entrusted with a region. It’s not merely an empty title.”
“I envy the Harmons. They actually have Lord Xenos backing them.”
The discussion among the guests grew increasingly heated with Tyler’s departure. Nobody expected a mere birthday celebration to bring forth that many influential figures. The contest between the two families was akin to an epic clash
“Lord Xenos, Sir Paul, Sir Moran, thank you for your help. We will forever be grateful.” Hector walked up to them and shook their hands. Without their appearance, disaster would’ve befallen
the Harmons.
George smiled. “You’re welcome, Mr. Harmon. The main reason I came was to return a favor.” As he spoke, he stole a glance at Dustin.
“Return a favor?” Hector was puzzled, Lord Xenos was not only an extremely influential figure, but he also held the highest authority and answered to no one. Who could Lord Xenos owe a favor to among the Harmons?
Paul chuckled as he stroked his beard. “What a coincidence; I’m also here to return a favor, just like you, Lord Xenos.”
“Huh?” Hector widened his eyes, growing even more confused. One was the viceroy, while the other was a renowned martial arts master. Who exactly could have both influential figures owe them a favor at the same time?
“Congratulations, Mr. Harmon. With such an outstanding son–in–law, the Harmons are destined for a prosperous future.” George gave him a meaningful smile.
“Son–in–law?” It didn’t make sense to Hector. Both of his daughters were not yet married, so which son–in–law did he mean?
Hector was hit by a sudden realization. Could it be Dustin?
