Summerton family to a dead end. I am willing to overlook. the matter of the Hadley factory because the
younger generation is insensible, but if the Summerton family dares to oppose us in the future, they
must face the consequences!”
After reprimanding the Summerton family, Aidan departed.
Old Mr. Summerton promptly asked Althea to leave so that he could speak to Zaiden privately.
“Zaiden, it appears that Onza is on the brink of another significant upheaval, with various factions vying
for power. As the current head of the Summerton family, what are your thoughts?”
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“Dad, well-”
Zaiden appeared somewhat uneasy, as he was not significantly different from Julian himself. Inheriting
the
Summerton family was more of ast resort for him, as hecked ambition and interest in power
struggles.
Now faced with his father’s sudden inquiry, he was unsure how to respond.
Old Mr. Summerton sighed. He knew his son better than anyone, and he refrained from pressing him
further, but he needed to ascertain Zaiden’s stance on one matter.
“Julian has affections for Roselynn, who reportedly has ties to the Quillen family of Yeringham.
Disregarding Althea’s opinions, what are your ns?”
Confronted with this query, Zaiden sighed once more, but this time, he voiced his perspective. “As
Julian’s father, I naturally wish for him to marry the woman he loves, but the Silverbane family cannot
ept amoner! If Julian remains resolute, the Summerton family may face dire consequences, so
I have to stop. him.”
Old Mr. Summerton nodded, but he was more burdenedpared to Zaiden.
Being more informed than Zaiden, he understood that the Lowe family of Hero’s Vige was not truly of
humble origins!
Especially after encountering the Lowe siblings earlier, he no longer viewed them as ordinary
individuals…
The birthday celebration ended at ten o’clock in thete night, and all the guests departed.
Zaiden left the vi with Althea, returning to their city residence, while Julian and Ashton had already
departed earlier and disappeared.
Just as Old Mr. Summerton thought that the day was over, the butler hurriedly informed him, “Sir, there
is a woman outside iming to be a representative of the
Airspace Group and requesting to see you!”
“Airspace Group?”
Old Mr. Summerton was secretly surprised, realizing that this faction had begun infiltrating the major
powers in
Chanaea swiftly, and their grand ambitions would soon be revealed.
“Please show her in.”
“Of course!”
Following the butler’s departure, a woman dressed in purple swiftly entered.
The woman, appearing to be in her early thirties, exuded elegance and dignity. She was clearly a
prominent figure.
Her aura and demeanor were truly remarkable.
“Esteemed guest, I apologize for not being able to wee you in person just now.”
Old Mr. Summerton greeted her with the utmost respect.
“Old Mr. Summerton, you are too gracious. It is I who have intruded, causing you inconvenience!”
The woman’s demeanor was a stark contrast to Aidan’s, despite her superior status. One could say
that Aidan was merely a pawn in her game.
“What brings you here, esteemed guest?” Old Mr. Summerton inquired.
“I do not wish to overstate my importance. My name is Yasmine Morgan, and I am the international
chief consultant of Airspace Group. Today, I am here to extend birthday wishes to Old Mr. Summerton
and to explore potential coboration opportunities with the Summerton family,” the woman said with a
smile.
She had already presented the 15–million–dor birthday gift, but she chose to keep it understated. To
a true elite, 100,000 dors was just like 1 dor to an ordinary person.
“Ah, another opportunity for coboration?”