Chapter 21

Fred immediately greeted.

This was enough to trigger Midhaa’s tears as he patted Fred on the back repeatedly. “Good! Very good! It’s nice to have you back, punk! Don’t just stand there. Come in and sit!”

“A-Are you alright, Philip?”

A voice interrupted the heartwarming scene.

They turned to look at the table where a young lady had turned toward the young man beside her worriedly. With a piece of tissue, she was trying to wipe dry the splatters of tea from the dropped teapot.

There was nothing wrong with her action alone, but what the man said next thickened the tension in the air.

“How could I be alright? This suit is Armani, and a limited edition one too! How can you be so careless?” the young man complained.

Midhaa’s expression turned sour.

Most future sons-in-law tried their best to be in the favor of their girlfriend’s parents. Yet today, Midhaa had been the one serving this young man only to be called careless.

There was no way Midhaa could accept this with a smile.

Iris