Chapter 1621 Blurt the Truth


    Floyd nodded with satisfaction. "Okay, we''ll grab a drink together next time."


    Kai strolled around and came over with two bottles of red wine. "Look! There''s a lot of good wine in Lil


    N''s ce. Let''s get drunk!”


    Floyd coldly nced at Kai. Grant also red at him.


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    Kai did not know what he had misspoken about and felt aggrieved.


    "You guys don’t wanna drink? Then I’ll drink it myself?"


    Nicole blurted out. "You should be more familiar with the wine in that cab than I am. Quite a few of


    them were stolen from Dad''s wine cab. Are you sure you wanna drink them?"


    Floyd took a deep breath. His face turned red with anger. "Just wait till we get home!"


    Kai pursed his lips and looked at Nicole in disappointment.


    "What truth are you blurting now?"


    Grantughed lightly. "Do you think that we won''t know if she doesn''t say so? Last time when Dad


    wanted to drink on the spur of the moment, he searched the wine cer for most of the night but


    couldn''t find the vintage Chateau d’Yquem that he


    collected. Did you hide it here?"


    Kai saw that the situation was awry, so he turned around and ran.


    Floyd was concerned that yton would see what a joke their family was. Otherwise, he would have


    kicked Kai viciously.


    yton paused and smiled as he spoke. "I have a few bottles of good wine upstairs. I''ll take them


    down for you allter. Unfortunately, I can''t apany you all t o drink since I''m still taking medication.


    Otherwise, I''ll surely drink with everyone."


    Floyd waved his hand and slowly exhaled.


    "You don''t need to apany us to drink. We’re all family, so we''ll enjoy ourselves anyhow. You don''t


    have to be so polite. From now on, you can follow Lil N and call them your brothers."


    yton was stunned. He immediately smiled with joy.


    What Floyd implied was not simple. Floyd was acknowledging yton in front of everyone.


    As long as the two of them did not break up, the Stanton family would not have any objection.


    Grant nodded his head.


    "Sure. Big Brother, Third Brother."


    yton still shook their hands nervously.


    Floyd sighed. "You''ve given up too much for Lil N. We can all attest to it. I’m sure you''re aware that the


    Sloan family in Liberty and your father Quavon have an opinion of Lil N...”


    He stopped mid-sentence.


    Nicole also did not expect Floyd to suddenly bring up this matter.


    Suddenly, she turned to the side to observe yton.


    Fortunately, yton did not feel ufortable. He just quietly listened to Floyd''s words and nodded.


    yton sighed in relief.


    "In Liberty, I only share the Sloanst name. In fact, it doesn''t matter if I''m part of the Sloan family


    because they only recognize Isaac. I don''t count for anything. S o, their opinion is of no use to me.


    Since I decided to stay with Nicole, I intend to gradually move my business to Mediania and gradually


    be less connected with Liberty. It''s just that the actual person inmand of Sloan Corporation is


    still Nicole, so I have to go back to help out..."


    yton was not doing it for the Sloan family, but for Nicole''s career.


    This made Floyd very satisfied.


    "Right... Lil N is just a littlezy. She always likes to throw her mess at others. I can’t help it either..."


    Grant curled his lips and speechlessly agreed.


    Nicole forced herself not to interrupt. Seeing that yton could resolve Floyd’s problems one by one,


    Nicole''s heart finally settled down.


    She breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "I''ll go help them in the kitchen...”


    Floyd instructed her. "Go on! Don''t let your sister-inw do any work. She''s too tired these days...”


    Nicole said, "Got it!"


    She snorted and went to the kitchen. Mr. Anderson was the main chef. His movements were skilled as


    he cooked. The kind of natural confidence and ease did not show that he had not cooked for years.


    Since Mr. Anderson had a back injury that year, he could not do this kind ofbor-intensive work, so he


    handed over his cooking duties to other servants.


    Lately, his favorite thing to do was to study dessert recipes that were not tiring and easy to make. Mr.


    Anderson was very serious about it.


    Nicole really admired this part about Mr. Anderson.