If Brad hadn’t introduced himself, they would have wondered if their eyes were playing tricks on them.
He was a bigwig with tens of billions of dollars in assets. With just a sneeze, he could unleash a
massive cascade of effects.
What were Skylar and Yulia?
How did they manage to gain Brad’s respect?
Could Brad have wanted a piece of the action with Kareem Fashion’s anti-blemish cream project?
However, this explanation seemed a little far-fetched.
They weren’t the only ones who were shocked. Even Calvert, who was standing to the side, was also
dumbfounded.
He had no idea that Skylar would have such a strong reputation.
When Skylar told Brad to pay Old Mr. Sue a courtesy visit in the living room, his heart shook. He
rushed to Brad and exclaimed, “Mr. Brad, wait!”
“You are a distinguished guest among the honored guests. It is truly an honor to have you grace our
home here at the Sue residence. Is your visit for a specific reason? I’ll get Grandpa to come out and
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If Homer’s appearance earlier today flattered the Sue family, Brad’s visit immediately ignited a fire in
Calvert’s soul.
Before today, he thought that, given Brad’s standing, Old Mr. Sue might not even be able to meet him
even if he went to his place, let alone the idea of Brad visiting Old Mr. Sue to wish him a happy
birthday.
Brad’s heart started to race as soon as he heard Calvert’s words. He kept dismissively waving his
hands and saying, “That’s unnecessary, Mr. Calvert! Why should Old Mr. Sue come out to meet me
when he is my elder?”
He had no idea who Old Mr. Sue was at first.
However, because of Yulia, even Skylar had to address Old Mr. Sue as grandpa, so how could he allow
Old Mr. Sue to come out to greet him?
Wasn’t that against his original purpose for coming here?
Brad didn’t care how Calvert reacted at the moment. He quickened his pace and made his way into the
Sue family’s living room.
Except for Skylar and Yulia, everyone present had their mouths agape and a look of disbelief on their
faces.
Anyone with eyes could see that Brad had come to celebrate Old Mr. Sue’s birthday out of respect for
Skylar and Yulia, and he was also acting exceptionally humble.
Now, Yvonne and the others were at a loss for how to atone for their actions.
“Skylar, Yulia, what’s up with Mr. Brad?” Calvert couldn’t stop himself from asking.
Yulia, too, looked at Skylar, puzzled.
Skylar smiled helplessly.
His plan to maintain a low profile today seemed to be completely foiled.
Since Homer and Brad were able to learn of the news and show up uninvited, how many others must
have heard about it as well?
Given how eagerly those people toasted him at Old Mr. Shepard’s birthday banquet the day before,
today was only going to get worse.
With that in mind, Skylar addressed Calvert directly, “Calvert, hurry up and request that the event
organizer add more seating. More uninvited guests will undoubtedly arrive soon to celebrate Grandpa’s
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Calvert was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, “Okay!”
As he was about to turn around and leave, he asked tentatively, “What do you think about adding
another table? That should suffice, right?”
Skylar smiled and shook his head, saying, “Add ten more tables!”
“What? Ten tables?”
Even the ever-composed Calvert couldn’t help but exclaim when he heard that number.
Skylar looked down the long corridor where the banquet was being held and said, “I think all the long
corridors combined can only add ten tables.”
“First in, first seated. Finally, when no more seats are available, accept their gifts and give them a bottle
of wine in exchange. That way, at the very least, they wouldn’t have come in vain.”
“This…”
Calvert was so shocked by Skylar’s words that he was at a loss for words.
Yvonne and the others’ faces alternated red from rage and pale from dread.
Ten tables?
That’s one hundred seats!