Antagonist And Second Lead
Core family gathering

"Camila, it's time" a man's voice sounded somewhat muffled from behind the door, after a few knocks of course.

"Chester is coming?" He asked pleasantries while opening the door.

"Yes and no, but I've connected one of the meeting room's CCTVs to my cell phone" Aiden replied, gesturing for her sister to hug her arm.

She complied and clasped her brother's arm in a polite manner, the white dress that had several strands of silver on her body seemed to sway gently with her steps

"Why your phone?"

Aiden seemed to try to hold back his smile as he replied, "Chester is in the villa next door to watch the commotion live."

"Oh."

There were many oil paintings in the corridor separating the floor of Camila's room from Aiden's room in the right wing of the mansion, both walk side by side only followed by rigid movements of CCTV installed in each corner, as well as home systems that show detailed information about temperature to air humidity.

"By the way you look beautiful tonight" she chirped suddenly as they descended the stairs.

Camila combed her hair clamped with a silver lotus her mother gave her and straightened it

"Tonight?"

Aiden gave a small snort, smiling as he replied with dark eyes staring at his sister's simple dress

"Every day. It's just that right now you seem softer and more docile than usual, white?"

Camila's dark purple eyes flashed

"To increase the psychological effect."

"Smart."

The two stopped right in front of the door, as Camila suddenly asked

"Will Fiona be here too?"

Recalling the cooperation agreement that he should not see, Aiden replied with a smile that was not a smile

"certain. He acted as a mediator given his position in the family, Grand Master Harrison was also present representing Patriarch Harrison."

"Then is Grandma also present?" He asked again, upon realizing that his earrings were a bit stuck.

Aiden helped her without being asked

"No. I represent him."

"Oh."

The man combed his sister's hair and gave a reminder

"Do your best as a pathetic child, lean more on me."

"Mrs."

"Have you used the product Chester brought?" Aiden asked this as he forced the arm of Camila's currant to hug her arm even more.

Although he was upset, he still replied

"It."

He will not forget to wear that color on his face, to add a tame impression.

Aiden heard the waiter's whisper from behind the door and reminded him one last time

"Watch your posture and expression, Camila. Frost's here too, I'll open the door."

Crystal lamps and tables filled with tea sets as well as small cakes, as well as red roses as a form of respect became the most striking thing to their eyes. Do not forget also some seniors from the previous generation who occupied important positions to signify their status, four people from Harrison and two people from Blazemoche.

Mr and Mrs Harrison, as well as Fiona and Frost Harrison.

Mr and Mrs Blazemoche, plus Aiden and Camila Blazemoche.

"Good night, Mister and Miss Harrison" Aiden opened his mouth with a greeting, bowing respectfully with Camila who let go of his embrace and was somewhat unsteady.

Aiden catches Camila's thin body just in time without making many unimportant movements. His perfectly sculpted face still looked cold, only the look of his eyes raised worry.

Mr. Harrison caught something wrong with his son-in-law and immediately answered his greetings

"Night, Aiden. Don't be so formal, aren't we all family? Don't stand up, sit down."

Aiden complies and gently pulls Camila to sit with him, both of whom choose the most comfortable sitting position without compromising on elegance. Camila observed the faces that seemed to have a lot of thoughts of their own, and could only guess that everyone had unfavorable personal interests to each other.

He had just arrived, but there was already a cold war.

Aiden put on his sticky smile and started the flattery

"How can I be more sassy than this? You are all a generation more senior than me and my brother, it is an honor for Blazemoche to meet the honorable Harrison family. You are all our benefactors."

Mr. Harrison raised the teacup and looked at the man with narrowed eyes

"At the end of the day status is just a name and a number, Aiden. You're young, your chances are much greater than I'm old. Don't get hung up on an empty title and pay attention to your reputation. If only we had someone as capable as Blazemoche in Harrison. Of course I can be calmer."

Fiona who wears a suit and always keeps the look of her business, then opens her voice with a witty reprimanding tone

"Dad, didn't you say that we're all family? That means this kind of talk isn't necessary, you're just going to make the younger generation awkward."

Mr. Harrison let out a very fake little laugh

"Oh, me and my old brain. You don't mind, do you?"

Aiden caught this humiliation and smiled back, playing a handkerchief on the table

"Of course not, isn't distance sometimes necessary? With this we can realize how valuable a thing is and not mistakenly throw it in the trash."

"Oh? Wouldn't it be worth it, then one would never mistakenly think of it as trash?" Luring him, his fake smile became even wider when he said this.

Aiden replied with a small laugh

"Mahaha ... You are absolutely right, sir. But we are still basically human, there are times when our eyes become blind due to bias. Seeing trash become like a treasure because that's all we've got, and looking at other people's possessions as trash because they're not ours."

Mr. Harrison's chest rumbled over this humiliation

"Haha ... Self-pleasure and envy are indeed a very thin difference."

"True, so too is hugging something under the pretext of protecting it or hugging it to smash it to death."

Basic crazy.

This provocation is too blatant.

It was only fitting that Aiden would not be able to occupy the Blazemoche throne, he had a hot head.

The glint of Lord Harrison's eyes was extremely unsightly, his face still calm and maintaining a smile. But from his eyes alone it could be seen that he wanted to skin Aiden to death for insulting him.

This guy hates Aiden Blazemoche.

As if not enough, Aiden gently held Camila's thin arm and half-hugged her body. Speak in a frivolous tone of teenagers in general "Sorry for my sassiness, sir. I hope you're not offended, after all didn't you say before that I'm young and we're family?"

Mr. Blazemoche who was observing the situation, finally could not help but tear this face apart

"Aiden, shut up."

Aiden nodded politely and immediately shut up

"Good, dad."

Mr. Blazemoche looked guiltily at the other party

"Mr Harrison, I'm sorry for my first son's carelessness. He was too young and unwise in his choice of words."

But the words that came out of his mouth eleven twelve with his first child, they were low in order to skyrocket in front of this prospective besan. Everyone also knew how perfect the children of the Blazemoche nuclear family were, while in Harrison alone they only had Fiona from the main family and Chester from the branch family.

Branch families obviously could not be counted, as their status was only the 'subordinate' of the main family despite having the same clan.

Mr. Harrison tightened his grip on the teacup

"If Aiden is called unwise, then it would be tantamount to call our family a collection of empty brains."

"You know that's not what we mean, is it?" Everyone still maintained their smiles as Mr. Blazemoche asked this.

Mr. Harrison squinted and sipped tea in his cup

"Of course, we are a family. Of course we don't have to tear each other's faces off, especially at such an important time for the family's successors."

"Camila, come here and sit next to me, my son" he waved his hand to let Camila move her seat.

Although disturbed by the way Mr. Harrison called her, Camila still complied and sat down next to him. Soon the attention of this old man was turned to him, who was the fiance of his favorite son.

"Camila, how long have you known Frost?" He asked as he shifted a small bowl of dried fruit in front of his daughter-in-law.

Camila received the fruit politely and replied gently

"It's been ten years, father."

"Ten years isn't a minute, is it?" Fiona Harrison is still the one who laid the mines in this discussion.

Camila doesn't like this guy

"true."

Mr. Harrison glanced briefly at his eldest daughter before turning to focus on the topic raised just now

"Ten years ago, you two were still naive and clean children. And right now you're starting to enter society, especially you're my son. You are no longer clean and innocent because you are affected by the environment and association, right?"

"Yes, dad."

This middle-aged man seemed very satisfied with his son-in-law

"Then don't you think ten years from now is enough? Just like ten years ago that turned you into a point now. I'll give you ten years."

"...."

"My son, Camila ... You know what I mean, right?" Caught in a subtle way.

Camila could only smile and answer

"Understand me, dad."

That means, this engagement is final and can not be contested. At least according to Harrison's elders.

And in their eyes, Camila was the one who had to budge and weakly accept all the trash.

Because Blazemoche was inferior to Harrison, and also because she was a woman.

Camila looked at Mr. Harrison with obedient eyes, eyes that she always showed whenever they met.

Frost Harrison was silent and just glanced out of the room, looking sick of seeing his face and not wanting to add to the trouble.

Fiona Harrison and Aiden both put on shallow business smiles, with eyes that exuded cunning. It seems that they still want to continue stocking mines and adding gunpowder in this family gathering.

Panatua Blazemoche seemed very reluctant to keep quiet, but did not want to add to the chaos after the sassiness of their first son just now.

Everyone seemed to be waiting, with assumptions and ideas to provide a solution to this problem.

"May I impudently interrupt this conversation? With a father's point of view" Mr. Blazemoche interrupted after tapping his glass once.

The party who had just been silent and focused on watching the debate, in the end answered reluctantly

"What?"

Given the fact that his wife and Mrs Harrison were old friends, Mr. Blazemoche decided to ask seriously

"It sounds inappropriate, but has Mrs Harrison heard of Frost's treatment of Camila?"

Mistress Harrison glanced at Camila who was also looking at her and smiling

"Yes, sure."

Hearing the positive tone in the other party's voice, Mr. Blazemoche became slightly calmer

"Because I'm taking a viewpoint as a father right now, then I also want to sassyly ask you to take a mother's point of view."

"Then let me ask you specifically ... What if it's your own daughter?" Asked then, who managed to silence everyone's mouth in the meeting.