Chapter 1986
Your Opinion Is Important
yton was concentrating on feeding Chatty. They recently started addingplementary foods to her
diet, and she was quite picky, which was quite a headache for all of them.
However, yton was very patient and coaxed Chatty slowly. Whenever Chatty took a small bite,
yton would praise her to no end.
It was pure ttery.
yton frowned. "I don’t know. Let''s see what Dad thinks about it."
What yton meant was that it all depends on whether Floyd wanted to keep a rtionship with the
Lindstrom family.
yton had already learned a lot about
Medianian''s way of interaction during his time here.
Floyd hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Let them in.”
Although they did not interact with the Lindstroms, they were all in the business circle, so it was hard to
If they turned the Lindstroms away at this time, it was no different from adding insult to injury.
The butler went out to invite the Lindstroms in.
They could not continue to eat at this time. Kai stayed behind to take care of the kids with Julie''s help,
and the others went to the living room.
Nicole did not intend to meet the
Lindstroms because she stood on Lumi''s side in the matter of Lumi and Samuel''s divorce.
Thus, her position was a bit awkward.
However, the Lindstroms were most likely here for yton, and Nicole wanted to know what was going
on.
Samuel’s parents brought a car full of gifts and ced them at the door.
Floydughed. "It''s not a holiday. Why are you guys bringing so many gifts?"
Mr. and Mrs. Lindstrom walked forward with a smile.
"Hey, buddy. I’ve wanted toe and visit you for a long time. I''m also retired, so we should find time
to go fishing together..."
Floyd smiled perfunctorily.
Mrs. Lindstrom could barely keep up her smile. She put a lot of makeup on her face, but that still could
not hide her paleness and the worry in her eyes.
Nicole could see clearly from the side, but yton sat there quietly to make tea using the technique
that Floyd just taught him.
Mr. Lindstrom paused, held Floyd''s h?a.: QMQ=, and said with hesitation, "Floyd, I need your help. You
must help me!”
Floyd said, "See, I knew that you wouldn’te here for nothing. Just say what you want to say."
Mr. Lindstrom looked distressed. He nced at yton, who was sitting there, and did not know what
to say for a moment.
In the end, Mrs. Lindstrom could not help it and sobbed as she said, "Floyd, you know that we only
have one son in our family. We didn''t teach him well, so he was riddled with scandals before he went
abroad. I thought that sending him abroad to oversee our business would calm him down, but... But
he''s now in danger and couldn''te back.”
Floyd looked stunned and was a little shocked.
"Huh?"
He did not know what happened.
Mrs. Lindstrom’s tears streamed down her face.
"Some time back, a terrorist leader wanted to swallow our family''s oil business. As you know, our
business in the domestic market isn''t doing very well, and we aren''t so capable of managing it. So, our
wealth depends on our oil business abroad. My dad incidentally bought it when he was abroad back
then, and we relied on this to keep our family afloat. But that terrorist wanted to rob us and was so
unreasonable. They looted the ce, started fires, and even killed people. Samuel has been busy
dealing with this matter abroad, and we couldn’t get in touch with him recently..."
There was silence in the living room.
Mr. Lindstrom sighed and could not help but look at yton.
"Floyd, I know that your son-inw has some connections in South Africa. Mr. Sloan, can you please
help us out and inquire about Samuel''s whereabouts? We don''t need to keep our oil business. We just
want Samuel toe home safely..."
Mr. Lindstrom''s words were pleading.
Floyd looked at yton and did not rush to speak.
yton paused for a second. His hand that was pouring tea paused slightly. His wrist was clean and
firm, and his exposed and muscr forearm was a sight to behold.
He raised his eyes, looked at Floyd, and then at Mr. Lindstrom.
"Dad, Mr. Lindstrom, I''m a legit businessman and have no dealings with terrorists.”
Floyd nodded quickly and turned to look at Mr. Lindstrom.
"Yes, that''s right. yton just made a small investment there. It''s a small business. My dearest son-in-
The corners of Mr. Lindstrom''s mouth twitched. "Mr. Sloan, of course, I know that you''re different from
those people. I just heard that you have some business there, so perhaps you can bring Samuel back.
Please just give it a try and help us. I''m begging you on behalf of our whole family!"
Mr. Lindstrom wanted to bend over and bow to yton after he said that.
yton immediately stood aside to avoid him. He pursed his lips and pondered.
"I know that you''re anxious. I can''t guarantee that I''ll find him, but I can help you to find out."
Mr. Lindstrom''s eyes lit up when he heard this.
“Thank you, Mr. Sloan! Thank you so much
yton paused. "But whether Samuel can be rescued depends on the situation. You can go back and
wait for the news."
Mr. Lindstrom''s face darkened for a moment.
However, this sliver of hope was better than outright rejection.
Mr. Lindstrom immediately nodded. "Okay, if there''s anything that needs to be arranged, I''ll pay for all
costs. I hope that you''ll do your best to find Samuel, Mr. Sloan. Thank you very much."
He looked at Floyd with tears in his eyes and went over to hold his hand.
"Floyd, thank you so much! If only I had a daughter, I would marry her off to Mr.
Sloan as well!"
Floyd snorted. "He won’t like that."
Mrs. Lindstrom choked up and followed Mr. Lindstrom to express her gratitude.
When they walked the guests out, yton suddenly thought of something and stopped them.
"Wait a minute, Mr. Lindstrom. Who told you that I can be of help?”
yton shed a gentle and harmless smile.
Mr. Lindstrom hesitated a little.
yton''s voice was warm and gentle." Since there’s a middleman, I''ll have to tell the other party the
results of the investigation so that we can better discuss how to proceed.”
Mr. Lindstrom gritted his teeth. "It''s Mr. Eric Ferguson..."
yton nodded calmly and without saying anything or changing his expression.
As soon as the Lindstroms left, Floyd''s face turned glum.
"Did Eric kick this problem over to us?! How dare he?!"
yton handed over a cup of tea with both hands to Floyd and smiled casually.
"It’s not surprising. Mr. Ferguson knows me well, so of course, he''ll immediately think of me."
Floyd snorted coldly and was very dissatisfied.
Nicole looked at yton. "But can you find Samuel? Is Tyler behind this?"
yton nodded. "It''s most likely Tyler. He''s been making a lot of small moves recently, and he''s
probably starting to get impatient."
When yton spoke, he was very rxed and calm, like everything was in his control.
Floyd frowned. "Tyler? Forget it if it''s too dangerous. We can''t even take care of ourselves. If Tyler
wants to get revenge on our family because of the Lindstrom kid...
yton looked at Floyd with a smile.
"Dad, Tyler has already targeted me, so it''s useless even if I step back. I''ll get someone to investigate
Samuel''s whereabouts first. As for the follow-up rescue, we''ll just leave it to Interpol.”
Floyd nodded and looked at him with a stern face.
"We''ll help them whenever possible. We''re all Medianians after all, so we can’t just watch him die.
Although the Lindstrom kid is quite reckless, he hasn''t done anything unforgivable. We''ll help where we
can."
yton paused for a while and nodded, epting Floyd''s teachings.
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"You’re right, Dad. I wasn''t looking at the big picture and will need your guidance from time to time."
Floyd nodded with satisfaction.
He was very pleased with yton''s attitude.