Gerald soon arrived at his seat. Even as he sat down, a few of the wealthy businessmen were still not done proposing their toasts to Yunus.

At that moment, Xavia looked at Gerald, hinting with her eyes for him to take action.

“Just look at what they’re doing! Just wait till my godsister comes back!” said Yoel, dissatisfied.

Gerald simply took in a deep breath before picking his wine glass up and walking toward Xavia.

“…Bother? What are you doing?” asked Yoel.

“Don’t interfere. Mr. Craw