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“I bet Jonah, Silas, Liam, Axel, and even Dad would teach him a lesson before you get to it,” Tatiana rapped with a grin.
She was right. Bet Jeremy was sensible enough not to land himself in hot water.
“Hmm… Lyse, why isn’t S-Sean with you?” Tatiana finally inquired after searching for Sean when she entered the car.
“He’s pretty tired lately, so I gave him time off,” replied Alyssa emotionlessly.
Alyssa’s car rolled past the gates of Heightsnew Villa. The sisters Immediately found Spencer, Sinead, and their three sons walking toward them when they disembarked.
Alyssa seemed slightly taken aback, as she hadn’t been informed about Winston’s guests. She quickly regained her composure.
Simon’s eyes were spitting fire when he spotted Alyssa. He would have cussed her out if he opened his mouth.
“Ms. Alyssa,” Sean croaked. He took a step forward but was reminded of Alyssa’s warning that day.
Despite his eagerness to get closer, he distanced himself from her.
Alyssa carelessly swept her eyes past him. His tall figure stood in front of her helplessly. Shoulders slumped, he bit his pale lips like a pitiful, homeless puppy.
Nevertheless, she decided not to raise his false hopes, for that would only hurt him.
“Ms. Alyssa, it’s been a while!” Spencer led Sinead over to greet Alyssa.
“Uncle Spencer, just call me Lyse like you did when I was a kid,” replied Alyssa warmly. Despite being the
Taylor family’s daughter, she did not put on any airs.
“That was a long time ago. You are in management, and you’re Sean’s boss! Things are different now,”
Spencer remarked.
He knew about Alyssa’s fame and the likelihood that Winston would groom Alyssa to be his successor.
Therefore, he was extra cautious in his exchange with Alyssa.
However, Simon scoffed at his dad’s humble manner, which he found shameful.
Why did the Lynches always have to lower themselves in front of the Taylors?
Successful men did not always come from blue-blooded, wealthy families.
Alyssa let Spencer be, seeing that the latter insisted on courtesy. Meanwhile, Sinead silently studied the two Taylor sisters.
She was amazed by Alyssa’s beauty. As a child, Alyssa resembled a delicate porcelain doll. She had since grown up to be a dazzling beauty. With one look, anyone would fall for her.
No wonder Sean would lose sleep over Alyssa. Sinead felt sorry for her son.
Besides, the social standing of the Lynches was lower than that of the Taylors. They might be a scholarly family, but the Taylors were the most wealthy family in Belbanks. Therefore, Alyssa was out of Sean’s league.
She switched her attention to Tatiana, who was well-raised and quiet.
“M-Mrs. Lynch! How do you do?” Tatiana hurriedly greeted the mother of her crush. Her heart raced, and her cheeks reddened in nervousness. 1
“I’m fine, Ms. Tatiana,” replied Sinead. If Sean insisted on marrying a Taylor, Tatiana was the next best option. The young lady was obedient, sensible, and gentle. Her being the daughter of Winston’s third wife was the only flaw.
Alyssa and Tatiana were both Winston’s daughters, but Tatiana’s mom, Lyla, did not officially register her marriage to Winston. Sinead assumed that Lyla wasn’t the favorite wife in the family with that weak daughter.
Upon second thought, Sinead believed Sean would lose out by marrying Tatlana.
Tatiana furtively glanced at her crush with a thumping heart. However, she felt a shot of pain after taking one look.
Sean only had Alyssa in his eyes from the very beginning. She knew the passionate look in his eyes too well, for she had cast the same look at him in the past seven years.
Heightsnew Villa was filled with merriment today. Only Jonah was absent because he was on a business trip.
Silas and Cyrus, the two civil servants, surprisingly showed up at the occasion.
The dinner kicked off on a high note. Winston and Spencer, old friends of similar age, had plenty to catch up on. Meanwhile, Sinead thoroughly enjoyed her conversation with Winston’s three wives.
In contrast, an air of unease hung around their sons. A policeman, prosecutor, judge, attorney, and Alyssa, the plaintiff, gathered at the other end of the table, resembling a day in court.
“Mr. Lynch, I heard your law firm in Solana City is doing well,” jeered Silas, who swirled the contents of his wine glass. “In the last two years, we prosecutors have seen you taking on multiple high-profile cases, representing the defendants.”
“Well, that’s my job as an attorney.”
Simon remarked with an amused expression, “I will do my best to win the case if the defendant seeks my help and gives me their trust.”
“I found something interesting.” chirped Cyrus, who crossed his legs and examined Simon in the manner he’d observe a suspect. “Your clientele appears to be quite rich. I assume you have your standards for selecting your clients.”
“That’s not the case. I might be the person in charge of our law firm, but I don’t own the firm. I need to pay my two shareholders and the ten or so attorneys working under me. Look, I don’t have a choice.” Simon ended his sentence with a troubled sigh.
Silas, Cyrus, and Alyssa almost barfed at Simon’s hypocritical explanation. How could Simon and Sean.
turn out so differently when they were both Spencer Lynch’s sons?
“Simon is a top attorney in Solana City. He’s also a famous name across the country,” Sean broke his silence and snickered.
He continued, “Two million dollars-that was the lowest amount in legal fees you were paid this year among all your cases. The highest was 15 million dollars. Those figures were only one source of your income, not including the commission fees from your attorneys.”
The dining hall fell into an awkward silence. Winston and Spencer stopped talking and cast their glances at the children
“Sean, my firm’s financial details and income are private matters. It’s inappropriate to reveal them at this dinner, chided Simon. As he spoke, he accidentally pulled the wound on his cheek that he had covered up with foundation.
“I’m just trying to prove that you, Simon Lynch, do not need money. You have enough savings for a lifetime and more,” Sean retorted with a chuckle, his eyes ablaze with anger. “I don’t understand why you’d take the Walsh’s’ case and go against Ms. Alyssa when money is not an issue for you.”
Everyone gaped at Sean’s attack against his sibling. He had exposed Simon’s hypocrisy. Would the two turn into enemies?
Alyssa, who had not taken a look at Sean that night, cast a stoic glance at him. She knew Sean was standing up for her, but she neither wanted nor needed him to do so.
“Sean, you shouldn’t act out at this time! Let’s talk when we’re at home,” urged Steven, who tugged at
Sean’s hand beneath the table while sweating nervously.
However, Sean did not intend to go easy on Simon, judging from the steely expression on his face.
Meanwhile, Simon had lost his composure, and his face contorted into a pale scowl.
“Sean, watch your mouth!” Spencer hissed at his youngest before smiling apologetically at Winston.
Forgive me, Mr. Taylor. I didn’t teach my boys well. Sorry for that.”
“Don’t fret about it.” Winston calmly smiled. “I watched Sean grow up. He worked under Jonah before helping out Lyse. He’s a capable and principled young man.
“I have always liked Sean, and I consider him a godson. I’m not bothered by that minor slip because I know his character.”
Godson? Winston’s careless remark elevated Sean’s standing while undermining Simon’s.
Sean had always looked down on his “useless” brother, feeling aghast at Sean’s lack of ambition. How could one be content slaving away as Alyssa’s secretary?
Hence, Simon was taken aback when Winston confessed that he considered Sean his godson. It was the Belbanks tycoon’s subtle way of aligning with Sean.
What angered Simon the most was the undertone of Winston’s praises for Sean, which insinuated that Simon did not exhibit similar qualities.
The Taylor siblings had different looks on their faces. Alyssa grinned and almost burst out laughing at Winston’s clever maneuver.
Simon probably hadn’t anticipated this dinner would turn into a trap.
“M-Mr. Taylor, you’re flattering us!”
Spencer and Sinead were overjoyed by Winston’s words.
Still, Spencer waved his hand humbly and added, “My youngest isn’t good enough to be your godson. He’ll simply keep his head down and work at KS Group. We don’t expect more than that!”
“Spencer, we’ve known each other for years. I don’t put on an act around you. I wouldn’t praise Sean if he weren’t a commendable young man,” Winston replied.
The more he complimented Sean, the more he appeared to be admonishing Simon.