Chapter 601


    Lewis was a Stile resigned, and he could not help but feel sorry for Kevan


    “It’s his Uncle Bemard’s 60th birthday today. He originally did not want to go, but his parents insisted


    that he attended, so ..”Lewis defended Kevan. “If you have something really important to tell him, I will


    contact him now.”


    “No need.” Gary rejected his suggestion. “Telling him tomorrow when hees is line too.”


    Lewis and Larissa looked at each other, and they pursed their lips simultaneously.


    There were all kinds of luxurious cars parked in front of the Regal Dynasty Hotel. This spectacle


    caused many passers-by to stop and


    stare while letting out a series of fuelulmentaliers.


    Kevan parked his car in the midst of all of them, and his phone rang just as he pushed open the car


    door.


    “Kevan, are you here yet? Violet’s voice came through the speakers.


    Kevan held his phone in one hand, while his other hand reached to the passenger’s seat to grab the


    wrapped gift. “I just am ved.”


    “Oh, good, good. good! Violet seemed to sign in reliel. “Come inside quickly. Everyone’s waiting for


    you!”


    Kevan get out of the driver’s seat, and a mocking smile appeared on his face in the dark,


    Waiting for him?


    It seemed that Soaring Corporation was in quite some trouble. Otherwise, why would those two families


    force Anthony to make hime and even be polite to him with how much they hated him?


    Although Soaring Corporation had serious intemal problems, Cody kept pretending that everything was


    just line to prevent morale from falling. One could airan a little of that from the scale of Demard’s


    birthday least. Tonight, the entirety of the Regal Dynasty’s third floor, in which the bargurt hall was, was


    not open to others in order to ensure the privacy and safety of all guests attending the least.


    Moreover, early in the morning, all the premium ingredients that Edmund had ordered were delivered


    from their areas of production and flown over to Bartham by a private ne before being delivered to


    the Regal Dynasty’s kitchens. The alcohol that would be served to the guests were made by famous


    local and international winery or vineyards, with the price of each bottle starting at tens of thousands


    and increasing from there.


    When Bernard went over to Microworks to give him the invitation in person two days ago, he gloated


    about all this smugly, and that made Kevan genuinely happy. It was great because this meant that they


    were only so much closer to their own funerals.


    The big screen outside the hotel had the location of Bernard’s birthday least disyed. The moment


    Kevan entered the hotel, there was a whole bunch of smiling front desk people who led him toward the


    elevator. The other guests who arrived with or after him received a


    simr treatment.


    One could see the uniformed front desk staff going to and from the venue on the sp acious third floor.


    The banquet hall Bernard used was naturally the biggest hall the hotel had to offer. They seemed to


    have added a lot of tables to the hall so much so that it was overflowing through the door, and the


    aisles were very narrow,


    Even though the decorations in the hall were magnificent, the guests were all crammed together, so


    many people were not smiling at all Some even looked annoyed.


    But the moment Kevan entered, their expressions changed.


    Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    “Mr. Rogers!’


    “Mr. Rogers, you’ve finally here!”


    Mr. Rogers! Please take a seal here!”


    Mr. Rogers, here! Sit with us!


    Almost everyone called for Kevan to go over to them, regardless of whether or not he knew them.


    “I’ll meet with my Uncle Bemard first.” Kevan smiled slightly and rejected the offers from the crowd. He


    passed through the long, narrow aisle with great difficulty before reaching the head tables where the


    Rogers family were.