Chapter 534: Chapter 532 - 532 They are All Swindlers_1

Being seated above Alexander Summers and on the high seat, he must be the most honored guest.

Purple Summers knew without guessing that the old man was the former family head of the Howard Family, the Elder Master Howard, who was rumored to have a multitude of wives and a full house of children and grandchildren.

As a family head, living to such an old age in peace was indeed rare, and Purple Summers couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

It was said the old gentleman was over ninety years old, suffering from all kinds of major and minor illnesses; if it weren’t for the Howard Family having the best medical resources, he probably wouldn’t have made it this far.

Elder Master Howard was getting on in years and a bit senile. Seeing Lily Howard, he asked her, “Which teen of my family are you?”

He couldn’t recognize Lily Howard, but he vaguely remembered that the grandchildren ranking before her had already died tragically. A young one like her must be ranked somewhere in the teens.

From this, it was clear that the elder master was confused, but not completely out of touch.

Lily Howard was a girl and didn’t have a ranking in the Howard Family. She said cheerfully, “Grandfather! I’m Lily Howard!”

“Oh, you are Lily Howard.” Elder Master Howard smiled; he still couldn’t recall who Lily was, but since she had the Howard surname and called him grandfather, she must be one of his grandchildren.

Elder Master Howard said with a smile, “Today is your lucky day; I want to give you a red envelope.”

As he spoke, he fumbled around himself searching for the red envelope.

By the elder master’s side, a steward with graying hair put the prepared red envelope into the elder master’s pocket, then held his hand over the envelope, coaxing, “Old Master, the red envelope is right here.”

Feeling the red envelope, Elder Master Howard began to smile, handing one to Lily Howard and another to Sarah standing beside her.

Lily Howard said, “Grandfather, next year you will be able to hold a great-grandchild!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Good, you’re all good children, good children.” Elder Master Howard was all smiles and in a very good mood.

The people around, however, had varied expressions.

Everyone knew Lily Howard was female, and as they watched her hoodwink the elder master, everyone silently cursed her for her cunning and deceit, yet dared not say it aloud.

For one, Old Master Howard had a bit of Alzheimer’s disease, so even if they spoke up, the elder master might not understand.

Secondly, if they did speak and it agitated the elder master, causing an episode, who would bear the responsibility?

After meeting Lily Howard, Old Master Howard was introduced to Roy Howard.

Among the guests, there were quite a few who enjoyed a good show and were eager to see Roy make a fool of himself.

Ever since Elder Master Howard developed Alzheimer’s, he had become particularly bad-tempered. He would beat and scold anyone he didn’t recognize. Sometimes during holidays, when the younger generation came to give gifts, they were chased out by the elder master’s random beatings, and none dared to speak up.

Alexander Summers didn’t call him grandfather, but said directly, “Old Master, the Howard Family is at peace; you just focus on your recovery without worries.”

Tears welled up in Old Master Howard’s eyes as he cried out, “Thirteen!”

Everyone: “…”

After his crying fit, Old Master Howard became angry, “Thirteen! Whomever doesn’t listen, just kill them! The Howard Family doesn’t need useless people!”

Alexander Summers nodded, “Yes, got it.”

The guests had mixed feelings.

Afterward, several members of the Howard Family with considerable status met the elder master in turn. The steward by Elder Master Howard’s side said, “That’s enough for now; it’s time for the old master to take his medicine.”

The crowd then dispersed a bit, not all crowding around Elder Master Howard.

A servant brought over a glass of honey water, saying, “Mr. King, here’s the water you asked for.”

Purple Summers realized at that moment that the steward also had the last name King, no wonder everyone referred to Zack Wallace as ‘steward King,’ likely to differentiate the two.

Elder Master Howard, who would not take his medicine willingly, watched as Mr. King emptied the capsule’s powder into the honey water and stirred it in before coaxing Elder Master Howard to drink it.

After drinking half the glass, perhaps the medicine had settled at the bottom, and it tasted too bitter; Elder Master Howard threw the glass on the floor in anger, cursing, “Liars! All liars!”