Soon, the Long brothers reached the lakeside pavilion. They greeted Chuck and Yvonne enthusiastically.

Smiling, Anson said, "Ms. Miller, we meet again. Fate seems to have its ways!"

However, Yvonne ignored him. An awkward silence followed.

The smile on Anson's face faded.

He cursed inwardly. Who did Yvonne think she was?

Chuck intervened, saying, "Please, have a seat and some tea."

Anson smiled again. "Thank you, Mr. Jensen."

As the Long brothers took their seats, the lakeside pavilion became a bit crowded.

Chuck was about to pour tea for them, but Alvin was quick on his feet. He took the teapot from Chuck.

"I have the lowest status here, so it's only right that I pour tea for you both. How could I let you do it, Mr. Jensen?"

Yvonne frowned at Alvin's sycophantic behavior.

These two brothers' personalities were worlds apart from Annie's. No wonder their father had entrusted Annie with Excel Pharma rather than his two sons.

Anson took a sip of tea, barely registe