Just as I was about to dial Charles's number, a clear and cold voice suddenly came from the back of the crowd.
"No need to call me; in our home, my son makes the decisions."
The voice was gentle yet strong and magnetic, giving no hint of age just by listening to it.
A tall and poised figure walked into view at a leisurely pace, wearing a black shirt and black suit pants, mysterious and authoritative.
His handsome face, with few traces of age, showed no emotion, revealing neither joy nor anger.
"Yue Sen."
Rudy Finn stared at Charles in shock, unable to accept his cold attitude towards their mother and daughter.
Charles didn't pay her any attention, his deep blue eyes sweeping around the crowd as he leisurely spoke, "Weren't you all here to attend my birthday banquet?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly at the crowd, and they immediately dispersed.
After all, this was a family matter, and they shouldn't have been watching.
