"Now, I'd like to propose a toast! Hector raised his glass, swept his gaz
e over all the quests, and
downed his drink.
In response, everyone stood and raised their glass to toast in return.
After some small talk, it was time for the gift–giving segment.
"Mr. Harmon, here are some golden horses that I forged with my own hands.
I wish you nothing.
but success in life!"
"Mr. Harmon, this
crystal necklace once belonged to an ancient king. I hope you like it."
"Mr. Harmon, this painting is an authentic masterpiece by Pikasso. It's t
ruly a priceless treasure. That being said, I wish you the best of health
and a lifetime full of smiles ahead!"
One by
one, the guests stepped up with their gifts in hand, offering their heart
felt birthday. wishes. There were numerous rich and respected
people among them, and this gift–
giving segment was also a subtle display of comparison and competition.
The one with the rarest and most expensive gift got to show off. They cou
ld display their power and foster closer connections with the Harmons. Th
us, each gift, consisting of precious treasures or rare items, was carefu
lly chosen. Not to mention, a lot of them couldn't be bought with money
alone.
Thank you, everyone, for your kind thoughts." Hector smiled, responding t
o all the people who had presented him with a gift.
As the room was filled with a joyous atmosphere, a loud voice suddenly ra
ng out, "The Grant family has arrived!"
Instantly, all eyes turned toward the entrance. Under everyone's gaze, a
tall, handsome man strutted in with huge strides with a servant in tow. H
is face was cold, and his gaze was razor-
sharp. He gave off a terrifying aura–
his entire body was radiating with an intense desire to kill.
All the guests shuddered, not daring to face him directly.
"Tyler Grant? It's actually Tyler Grant?!"
"Oh my god! Who would've thought that the Harmons were so respected? Even
General Lionheart, Tyler Grant, personally showed up to celebrate!"
When the guests caught sight of the newcomer, they instantly burst into c
hatter.
Who in the South Province didn't know Tyler's name? He was widely regarde
d as a legendary figure. He hadn't even hit thirty yet, but he was alread
y fraternizing with the high–
ranking officials and commanded a massive army.
In the entire South Province, he was the best of the best. No one could c
ome close to him, leaving any other genius
in his shadow. For someone like him, no matter where he went, everyone ki
ssed the ground he walked on!
"As expected of the number one prodigy of the South Province and the top
of the Ten Princes! He's so handsome!" Zoey's eyes sparkled, and her hear
t began to flutter.
In front of Tyler, Dylan and Patrick weren't even worth mentioning! The m
an before them was the true prince!
"He's finally here." Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly as her pretty fac
e turned serious. She knew that this matter had to end today.
"Tyler, now that you're here, please take a seat." Hector stood up to wel
come him, smiling as though nothing had happened.
"No need," Tyler responded with indifference. "I came here today not to c
elebrate your birthday but to claim my bride. I want to marry Natasha Ham
on!"
As he spoke, he made a few gestures with his hands. With that, eight peop
le carried a large red carriage into the room.