Chapter 104
The man who arrived with the invitation letters was none other than Harry Carter, the young master of
the Carter Family.
Harry''s eyes flickered at the tea staining the front of Zachary''s shirt and muttered in disgust,
"Revolting."
Zachary broke out in a cold sweat even though Harry had only uttered a single word.
Terror hummed through him as he swiftly stood up and repeatedly bowed to Harry.
"My sincere apologies, Young Master Harry, for the foul sight forced on you!"
He bowed so deeply that his head dipped lower than crotch-level.
After all, the Dugray family relied on the Carter Family for everything.
One word from Harry, and the Dugrays would have lost everything.
The moment Harry showed a hint of displeasure, Zachary''s legs began trembling violently.
As for Michael and his family, they were beyond themselves with shock.
They had thought the greatest honor the Larsons would ever be granted in history would be a marriage
to an illegitimate son of the Carter Family.
They never would have imagined the heir of the Carters would personally visit their home.
It was an incredible honor, an absolute blessing!
Michael eagerly opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words.
It took him a while before he could muster up the words.
"Y-Young Master Harry, what brings you here?" he stammered. "Does Young Master Shane still wish to
tie the knot with my daughter?"
"No," Harry replied.
"Shane has been punished ording to our familyw after breaking off the engagement. Grandpa has
personally broken one of his legs. He has been ced on house arrest for the whole year."
While Harry did not even nce in Kingsley''s direction, his body was turned toward Kingsley.
It was evident that Harry was actually reporting to Kingsley what Shane''s punishment was.
Michael was stunned to hear that.
Henry Carter had broken Shane''s leg because of Cecilia; what?
Was the Larson Family ever important enough to push Henry to do so?
"I see... Young Master Harry..."
Michael was about to ask another question when Harry interrupted him by cing on the coffee table
five gilded envelopes made of red paper.
"Mr. Larson, I am here with invitation letters for you as per my orders. If you find no issue with the
letters, I will be off now."
"Yes, yes."
Michael hurried forward and, with trembling fingers, picked up the invitation letters. "I have no problems
with them. There is nothing wrong at all..."
Just then, Kingsley nced at Zachary, who was shivering hard, and smirked.
"Mr. Dugray, you were worried I would try to fool you with fake invitation letters, correct? Would you like
to appraise them now that they are here?"
"I-It''s fine..."
Zachary was going to faint from horror.
These invitations were delivered by Harry Carter himself.
There was no way he would ever dare to doubt Young Master Harry.
Furthermore, everyone knew Harry was the General Manager of Coliree Group. These invitations could
not be counterfeit.
"If memory serves me correctly, did you not also say you would holler uncle if I can offer up something
worth more than your antique?"
There was a faint smile on Kingsley''s lips. "Well, what do you think? Are these invitation letters worth
more than one million?"
"I..."
Zachary was sweating hard.
Was the answer not obvious?
If one could enter the pre-bid conference of Coliree Group, any tender won would be worth hundreds of
millions.
There would always be a willing buyer for an invitation letter to the conference, even if it were priced at
over a hundred million dors each.
Simply put, the invitation letters were priceless.
At that thought, Zachary''s face went stark white. His lips were trembling so hard that it was as if he was
gravely ill.
"Well?" There was a cold glint in Kingsley''s eyes. "You can''t do it?"
"I..."
Despite his attempts to speak, Zachary could not utter a word.
"Mr. Carter," Kingsley said to Harry, turning away from Zachary, "prior to your arrival, Mr. Dugray had
adamantly professed you were a scammer."
Zachary''s face paled even further upon hearing that.
His knees weakened. There was a loud thud as he dropped to his knees.
"Young Master Harry, I did not mean that! I merely stated this man''s friends were scammers. You were
not included in that statement, sir."
As soon as Zachary finished voicing his protests, fear flickered across his face as a realization struck
him. In a quivering voice, he continued, "You... You are not his friend, are you?"
"I am not." Harry shook his head.
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"That is good..."
Zachary let out a sigh of relief.
However, before he was done feeling relieved, Harry continued, "After all, I do not deserve to be even
considered a friend of Mr. Nicholson."