My gaze met the dark eyes of a man seated at a table across from us.The young man sitting there didn't shy away from our eye contact, and I had no intention of avoiding it either.He looked handsome in a fresh way, with a square face and well-defined features. However, those deep eyes were like the bottom of a pond. They were dark and seemingly calm, but shrouded in mystery.I studied his face for a moment, feeling a sense of deja vu. But I was sure I didn't know him.Lauren called my name, and I quickly turned to her. She asked, "Do you want to go to the cafe here after dinner?"I looked at Dominic and asked, "Mr. Dominic, would you like to take a stroll to the cafe later?""No, I'm not used to drinking tea. You guys go ahead. I'll head back to rest," he said, decisively declining my invitation.I wasn't surprised at all. After all, he was a scholar, and such social events didn't interest him."How about Mr. Fred? Anything you'd like to discuss with me?" I suggested, looking

I spoke frankly to Fred, "You know your brother. He's a person without principles and insatiable."Fred leaned back on the couch. "You're right. I used to give him some leeway because of Grandpa. After all, Grandpa is getting old, and his heart isn't in great shape. This year, he even experienced symptoms of a stroke. I've always been afraid that he wouldn't be able to handle a shock."So, I've been indecisive. I never really dealt with Hugo. It's just warning after warning, but he kept getting worse. Plus, his mother is always instigating him behind the scenes. She supports him in deceiving Grandpa."I could completely imagine that situation."In reality, Grandpa knows everything. What Hugo wants is not the factory. It's the shares in Grandpa's hands. To achieve this, he recently got involved with a pregnant woman as another part of his scheme. "Before I came, Grandpa was hospitalized again. I suspect that this time, Grandpa's hospitalization isn't that simple." Fred looked

Actually, I had read about their family history. Fred started boarding school at 12, indicating that his stepmother wasn't treating him well. Otherwise, they wouldn't send such a young kid to a boarding school. Rather than saying it was to toughen up the child's will, I think it was to bring peace to that family. At least that woman could be at ease without seeing the child.I believe his father understood this, and Fred must be well aware of the situation. However, he remained overly loyal to his father.When he was 17, he went straight into his family's factory instead of going to college. If his father hadn't been unwell, I'm sure he wouldn’t have gotten the factory. He was essentially a puppet working for the three members of the Myers family.Fred has one significant advantage. That was dedication. This was one of the main reasons I believed in him. Secondly, it was his excessive filial piety. He was loyal and trustworthy since he could be so filial to such an extent. This

Arnold could tell from my expression that I had no idea about this.I quickly suppressed my emotions. "Alright, let's discuss this when we get home in the evening. We need to eat. Shall we go?" He said, swaggering toward the exit.Poppy glanced at me awkwardly. "I hope I'm not intruding."I quickly collected myself, smiled at her, and said, "Not at all. Let's go. That’s my brother. He's quite a character."Poppy nodded. "Okay, then."I smiled faintly. "As long as you don't mind."The three of us followed Arnold downstairs together. Arnold hopped into the Lamborghini parked not far away.It was a car from Pleca Park's garage.Arnold usually kept a low profile in Foswood. Archie had set some clear rules. His children were not allowed to be ostentatious, even though the Beringer family had its own business.Arnold must have known I was back today and deliberately chose to drive this car.This surprised Poppy. I saw her eyes widen.Arnold shouted, "Who's riding with me?"Laur

I watched the flustered Oliver, who immediately stole a glance at Lauren to see her reaction.I couldn't help but feel the urge to burst into laughter. "Cut the crap, Arnold! Come on, everyone, take a seat!"I pulled Poppy along with me. After all, she was my guest, too.As soon as we sat down, the waiter brought the food out.I saw Poppy look at her phone, trying to conceal her emotions. I glanced at her phone screen and noticed that she was checking Arnold's information.But I knew there was no information about Ardie and Arnold online. Still, I understood what she was doing. Poppy seemed desperate to marry into a wealthy family and was always prepared.I could tell that Atlas had arranged to meet Oliver for something important. But since Poppy was here, it wasn't the right time to discuss anything serious.I asked Oliver, "What time did you get back?"Oliver glanced at Atlas. "Atlas called me and said there was something urgent, so I rushed back. Otherwise, I was planning