"That's it?"
Natasha was extremely displeased. Naturally, she wasn't willing to swallo
w her anger when her man was being mistreated.
"Natasha, let's look at the big picture. Why don't you sit down?" Hector
gave her a look. Then, he led the others to sit at the
tables allocated for the Harmons. The ten tables at
the very front of the ballroom were designated for the core members of th
e Harmon family as well as the other bigwigs in the family. The regular g
uests were relegated to the back.
"Darling, I'm sorry for the injustice. I'll definitely find an opportunit
y for a payback!" Natasha said through gritted teeth.
"It's nothing but a petty issue. Don't worry about me. Go and keep your f
ather company." Dustin smiled lightly. Her saying that was already good e
nough for him.
"What, you don't want to sit with me?" Natasha raised an eyebrow.
"No, guests shouldn't sit
with the stars of the evening. I'll just sit here. Not to mention, sittin
g too close to Dylan might invite trouble." Dustin shook his head.
The front seats drew too much attention; he didn't like being noticed by
so many people.
"Alright." Natasha didn't push him further after he expressed his opinion
. After greeting a few of her classmates, she returned to her seat.
After she left, Gordon suddenly said out of the blue, "Dustin, if I were
you, I'd apologize to
Dylan right now. You can't afford to get on the bad side of a golden chil
d like him!"
"Really? I guess…" Dustin couldn't be bothered to entertain the nonsense
and gave a half–assed reply.
"Hmph! You'll find out soon enough!" Gordon chuckled coldly and said
nothing more. In his eyes, with that arrogant attitude, Dustin was bound
to face consequences sooner or later.
Time slowly ticked by, and more guests arrived
to join the celebration. The entire ballroom was alive with chatter.
"Hey, isn't that Mr. Reynolds from the Goldmore Group? I heard he's worth
billions and is also the top player in the mining industry!"
"Oh? Even the emerald tycoon, Mr. Dane is here?"
"Look, I think that's Mr. Gills from the Royal Pavilion, also known as
the all–powerful lord of the underworld!"
"As expected of the Harmons. I didn't expect so many bigshots to show up.
This is really impressive!"
Seeing these local celebrities enter the
ballroom, Zoey and the others were bubbling with excitement. They never g
ot to see such an extravagant display in their everyday lives. Looking ac
ross the room, they were met with the presence of prominent figures in th
eir society, whether it was the filthy rich or the magnates in their resp
ective fields.
Any one of them could cause a huge ripple in the outside world. Yet, they
had all gathered there.
Truly, this was an assembly of the elite and the powerful!
'Not bad. It seems like our family still holds some influence," Trend sai
d from the front–
row seats, observing the lively ballroom with a wide grin.
"Why, of course! When our family throws a birthday party, I can't think o
f anyone who wouldn't respect us enough to not attend," Jacob said proudl
y. As one of the Fabulous Five, certain connotations and pride came with
it.
"Trent, Jacob, don't celebrate just yet. With just these people, I'm afra
id we won't be able to keep Tyler in check," Hector said indifferently.
"Uncle Hector, don't worry. With me here, Tyler wouldn't dare act out of
line!" Dylan said haughtily. That's right! My son
holds a high position and has the support of the Scarlet Warrior. Even Ty
ler will have to show him some respect!" Jacob laughed. When it came to h
is son, he had unconditional trust in him.
At that moment, a butler leaned close and whispered, "Mr. Hector, I just
received word that the Grants have begun to make their move."
"Are they finally coming?" Hector sucked in a deep breath. "Since we can'
t hide, then let's meet them head–on. We will stick to the plan!"