Everyone was stunned, and Keira Leaf looked up at the figure suddenly blocking herself. Her eyes reddened in an instant, and a mist of water welled up in her dry eyes.
The entire banquet once again fell into an eerie silence, with everyone's gaze falling on the man in front of them.
He stood tall, wearing a low-key, luxurious, light grey suit. His gaze was sharp and cold, his brows slightly furrowed, showing a touch of impatience. Almost everyone present knew who he was, but precisely because of this, they were all somewhat confused for a moment, tightly closing their lips, not daring to speak rashly.
"Joshua... What did you just say?" Michael Leaf hesitated, doubting whether there was something wrong with his ears.
Joshua Sulliven just pursed his thin lips, coldly looking at the successful middle-aged man in front of him, devoid of any awareness that this man might be his future father-in-law: "I've spoiled her. Do you have any advice, President Leaf?"
