Dinner

Two days passed quickly.

One of the five-star hotels under the Davis Group Company was busy that night.

In the luxurious private restaurant room, Dean was leaning lazily in his chair, his face indifferent, as he played with the teacup.

The old madam held her teacup in her hands, and she drank slowly. Sitting across from her were her son, Martin Davis, and his wife, Aurel West. The two were also drinking their tea, and only the sounds of them sipping it could be heard within the restaurant.

Ten minutes later, guided by the maid, the four members of the Armstrong Family, namely Old Madame Armstrong, her son, Frodo, and his wife, Damari, and finally, Celeste walking behind them, entered the private room.

Just for this meeting, Old Madame Armstrong had specially instructed her son and wife to dress neatly to avoid being looked down upon by others. Of course, they also warned Celeste not to embarrass the Armstrongs.

Celeste just smiled without a word. Old Madame Armstrong could not be both