Chapter 368: Are They Already Married?
Kaisan Heath felt uneasy in his heart, partly hoping that Sylvan Cheney would tolerate Joe a bit more.
After all, with Sylvan’s backing, Joe could surely thrive.
“Uncle Heath, you know, I’m not into ddling with the entertainnt industry, but that doesn’t an, I never will.”
A chilling warning.
Kaisan Heath drew in a cold breath.
It was precisely because Sylvan steered clear of the entertainnt industry that Landon’s entire entertainnt sector had fallen into the Heath family’s lap.
But what Sylvan disdained and didn’t want was not sothing he couldn’t have!
He was getting old and was no longer a match for Sylvan.
“Sylvan, if you ant that you’ll reprimand Joe occasionally, I won’t spare him either.”
Kaisan Heath honestly didn’t know how Joe had provoked Sylvan.
Even now, he was still quite puzzled.
Also, Joe usually complied with Sylvan’s orders, it’s not worth offending Sylvan.
Kaisan Heath was genuinely confused.
“Give his mobile phone.” Sylvan said, taking a drag on his cigarette.
His piercing gaze fell on Kaisan Heath’s face.
It was as sharp as a knife, cold and ominous.
Kaisan’s eyes flickered.
Despite the occasional differences with his own son, he was still his flesh and blood, the one who would inherit all his estates.
And in Joe’s phone would most likely have many confidential contents.
Kaisan Heath wasn’t a fool, he sighed –
“Sylvan, you know Joe’s stubborn. Even having him under house arrest took a lot of my strength, I’m afraid he hates now…”
Sylvan silently watched him, smoking his cigarette while listening.
It seems that Charles Mcintosh understood Sylvan’s every word and action, he casually opened his mouth: “CEO Heath, Mr. Cheney just wants to check on so people.”
Kaisan Heath stunned.
He couldn’t keep his intentions hidden from Sylvan.
If that’s the case, he had no reason to be at odds with Sylvan.
He was already old, and if Sylvan really went against him, most likely the Heath family would suffer.
“I’ll call the housekeeper to bring Joe’s phone over.” Kaisan Heath compromised.
“Uncle Heath, I’ve ordered a bunch of dishes, have a look if they suit your taste.”
Sylvan’s mouth curved into a cold smile, yet it was full of amiability and tolerance.
Kaisan glanced at the table and nodded: “All good.”
“That’s good then.” Sylvan looked at him.
For a mont, the room’s atmosphere was eerily quiet.
There were unsettling elents floating in the air.
“Uncle Heath, there’s no other reason I invited you over tonight, just that it’s been a long ti, and I wanted to invite you for a al.”
Sylvan’s face still wore a faint smile, like a spring breeze on the face.
However, what Kaisan sensed was more akin to a chilling wind.
A banquet with ulterior motives.
“It’s been a long ti, I’ve missed you too back ho. Sylvan, I heard that you’re already married abroad, is it true?”
“Where did Uncle Heath hear such a rumor? If I got married, isn’t it a must to invite you?” Sylvan laughed.
He flicked the ashes from his cigarette.
The simple gesture was filled with a warning deterrence.
“Yes, yes, it looks like I’ve just heard rumors. I’m old now, and you shouldn’t hold it against .” Kaisan laughed, “The main thing is that I t your son last ti, if I rember correctly… he is called Chale Cheney? Very nice na, and the little one is adorable, just like you.”
“Let’s talk about Joe instead.” Sylvan changed the subject.
He never liked people discussing his private affairs.
Kaisan Heath drank so tea, his fingers slightly trembling.
He tried to remain calm.
(It seems so of you didn’t understand, let explain, SJC is clearly Mr. Cheney, syllables for Sylvan Jia and Cheney, so Mr. Cheney already knows a lot.. Everyone is very keen on reading the book, “Mua”…)
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