"Hesitated for so long, are you agreeing or not?" Nathan Land was an impatient man; he knew Asher Land would ultimately compromise.
Irene Morton looked at Asher Land with hopeful eyes, waiting for him to relent. If he cared about his own son, he would surely agree.
"I can agree to return to the headquarters, but I can’t agree to marry Irene."
This was already his biggest concession.
"Heh, if you can’t do it, then you have no right to negotiate with ." Nathan Land didn’t waste words and stood up to walk towards Sophie Smith. Asher Land pulled Sophie, shielding her behind him.
"The Land Family can’t tolerate outsiders; you can leave here now." Nathan Land said to Sophie Smith, "Even though you’ve borne a son for Asher, that doesn’t an you can establish yourself in the Land Family. Leave quickly before I decide to punish you for sothing, otherwise..."
Nathan Land left the threat unfinished.
"Alright, it’s lunchti; everyone go eat." Nathan Land said, leaning on his cane, leading the way out.
Everyone had walked away, but Sophie Smith stood there motionless.
"What’s wrong?"
"I’m not eating." She muttered gloomily.
"Skipping breakfast and lunch too? Are you planning to starve yourself here?" He said irritably.
In what capacity could she join this family for a al?
Nathan Land had already called her an outsider; how could she bear to show her face again?
Asher Land didn’t care, taking her hand, heading towards the dining room.
Everyone was seated, waiting for Asher Land. But when he arrived, Sophie Smith was still standing behind him. Instantly, everyone’s expressions turned a bit sour.
Sophie Smith sat next to Asher Land. At the table, apart from Colton Morton, Enzo Land and Nathan Land were speaking, the rest silently ate their own food.
Well, in Asher Land’s scrutinized family, dining ca with nurous rules. Who would dare interrupt when Nathan Land spoke?
Sitting next to Sophie was Luke Land. As she ate, she heard Luke Land muttering under his breath.
"Are we allowed to eat, talking so much..."
Sophie Smith found it sowhat amusing.
Asher Land continuously watched Sophie’s mood; noticing the slight uptick at the corner of her mouth, he was also inexplicably perplexed.
"What’s making you smile now?" he whispered softly in her ear, audible only to her.
"It’s nothing."
"But I saw you seed in a pretty good mood just now."
"I already said it’s nothing."
"Sophie, you..."
Asher Land wanted to say more, but hadn’t realized, he spoke to her as if they were at ho, completely overlooking that they were not in the Land family’s villa, but at the old residence.
"Third Young Master Land, this is not your private club, please mind your manners." Enzo Land abruptly spoke, "Indeed, not a true Land from the start, otherwise how could one be so ill-mannered?"
Sophie Smith glanced at Asher Land’s face, and sure enough, it didn’t look too well. It seed that even within this so-called family, Asher Land didn’t receive the best treatnt.
Asher Land never learned to flatter any mber of the Land family here; he tossed his chopsticks aside and moved the chair to stand up.
"Since you think I’m uncultured, I’ll leave so I’m not an eyesore."
Even eating a al wasn’t comfortable.
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