Rise Of The Forgotten Son-in-law

CHAPTER 21

At the back of the room stood an elderly man, around seventy years old, with a somewhat stern expression.

This was Henry Thompson, the head of the Thompson family, also known as Wyatt. He stepped forward, intending to greet Jasmine Thompson, but she remained motionless, which made him want to explode with anger.

"Niece, call me Grandpa," Piper Thompson, her uncle, urged.

"Grandpa? Haven't I been disowned from the family? What right do I have to call you Grandpa? Don't you think?" Jasmine replied coldly.

Yes, she had been disowned. Her entire family had been struck from the family tree.

Call him Grandpa?

Ha!

"Uh... what happened back then was a misunderstanding. We were reckless, we were reckless.." Piper quickly interjected.

At the same time, he shot a glance at Wyatt. Wyatt frowned, clearly reluctant, but still said, "Yes, a misunderstanding."

"Niece, please let us in. It's not right to wait out here at the door, is it?" Piper continued.

That makes sense!

Jasmine welcomed them inside. Salome, seeing them arive, continued cooking, thinking to make extra so they could all eat together later. It had been a long time since their home had been this lively.

"Wow, so this is your husband, Ethan Blackwood? He really is quite the handsome one, isn't he?"

"Absolutely! The first time I met Ethan Blackwood, I knew he and my sister were a perfect match-like a fairy tale couple, truly suited for each other."

"By the way, I brought you a watch as a gift, just for you." The members of the Thompson family chimed in one after another.

Among them, Dylan Thompson, the son of the eldest uncle, even pulled out an expensive watch and placed it in Ethan's palm.

The family seemed to be in high spirits, enjoying the moment together. However, Jasmine crossed her arms and asked, "Since you've all come from so far, what's your purpose? Just say it."

"Oh come on, niece, how can you say that? It's been so many years since we last saw each other. Can't we just come to see you?" Piper took on a more authoritative tone, slightly scolding Jasmine.

"This Panama City, the farthest you can drive is probably four hours, right? You haven't come to see us in years, and today you show up. Just get to the point," Jasmine said, crossing her arms.

"Oh, come on, how can you say that?" Piper chided her, but then quickly added, "However, we do have something important to discuss, and we need your help, dear niece. I heard that your Elite Group has established a partnership with the Moore family.

They've helped you a lot, even handed over several projects to your group. So, I thought, since we're all family, why not collaborate together? What do you think?" Collaborate together.

That was exactly their intention. As soon as they heard about the Elite Group's alliance with the Moore family, they rushed over.

They wanted to seize the first-hand opportunity for collaboration. Establishing a connection with the Moore family was no easy feat.

The Thompson family didn't even have the qualifications to attend the Moore family's business meetings.

They had to seize this opportunity to get close to the Moore family. With Ethan's potential, time was of the essence. That was why they had come rushing over, all smiles, even bringing the old man along for support.

"Heh..." Jasmine let out a cold laugh. She understood now. She realized why these people had come to her; it was like dogs sniffing out a bone, eager to pounce. As for cooperation? If she teamed up with them, wouldn't they just devour her whole?

Jasmine wanted to refuse, but Piper immediately interjected, "Jasmine, come on, we're family! Are you really going to turn us down? I used to take care of you when you were little. You were so adorable and obedient back then. You can't just act like strangers now."

"Exactly! Jasmine, we used to play together all the time when we were kids. Your sister used to take care of you," Phoebe chimed in.

"That's right, sis! Remember when I was the one who changed your diapers?" Dylan added.

In truth, none of these things had actually happened; they were just fabrications. But Jasmine was so young back then that she had no way of knowing they were playing the family card. They had come today to pull at her heartstrings.

"I..." Jasmine's expression darkened. She wanted to refuse, but their words left her feeling cornered. After all, if it were true, rejecting them would be too ungrateful.

These people had taken care of her when she was young. At that moment, Piper shot a glance at Wyatt, prompting the usually silent Wyatt's to speak up.

He sighed and turned to Jasmine. "Your father is, after all, my son. You are my granddaughter. You can return to the family, come back to your roots. This is what your father would have wanted." The ultimate trump card.

Wyatt!

The head of the Thompson family, Jasmine's paternal grandfather. Returning to the family, rejoining the family tree, coming back to one's roots. It was well-known that Jasmine valued filial piety above all, and this made her decision all the more complicated.

Jasmine herself was unsure of what to choose. After all, her father was a man who valued tradition deeply, and perhaps returning to their roots was indeed what he wanted. But just when she was at a loss, Ethan stepped forward.