Chapter 153: Chapter 153

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Half an hour later, the sound of a lone wolf howling resonates from the Burnett mansion.

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“Ah, come on, Jordan! You promised you’d give it back to me!” Unable to contain his frustration, Jonathan boldly confronts his older brother and calls him out despite his usual cold vibe.

Meanwhile, Jordan was sitting comfortably on the couch, absorbed in reading the newspaper, waiting for dinner. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You!” Jonathan was so furious he stamped his feet, “You’re still denying it, even though the pouch is obviously mine!”

Right then, the pouch hung from Jordan’s waist, moving as he did, making Jonathan’s gaze sharp.

Jordan was unfazed. “Why do you claim it’s yours? If it’s with me, it’s mine.”

“It’s definitely mine. Look, I even shared it multiple times on Twitter!” Jonathan quickly pulled out his phone, scrolling through his Twitter to show Jordan.

Jordan just gave it a brief look and said with no emotion, “So why did you take a picture of my pouch and post it on your Twitter?”

Jonathan was speechless

He really wanted to hit Jordan but knew he couldn’t win. What was he supposed to do?

The tension was growing more intense.

Jonathan exclaimed, “Jordan, you’re intentionally messing with me, aren’t you?”

At that moment, it dawned on him that Jordan was doing all this intentionally!

“You purposely said this pouch didn’t go with my look, then took it for yourself, aiming to keep it all to yourself!”

That’s when Jonathan started to think more clearly.

Yet, Jordan was unbothered. “Pouches aren’t for casual attire. They suit formal wear better. It’s a perfect fit.”

Who pairs a suit with a pouch?

Milly pressed her temples, annoyed, unable to believe her brother could act so immature.

Anthony alone seemed to enjoy the chaos, casually cracking open sunflower seeds he produced from seemingly nowhere as he watched Jonathan’s meltdown.

Until now, Xavier was quiet on the sidelines and observed the drama unfold with a chilly look in his eyes.

This newcomer, Milly, turned out to be more crafty than he initially thought.

Within days, she managed to charm her brothers. She persuaded the usually stubborn Jonathan to support

her.

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Clearly, Stephanie was no competition for her. Stephanie’s innocence and kindness fell short in the game of persuasion, unlike the calculating nature of her rival.

Ridiculous.

Did Milly really think winning over her older brother would guarantee her a spot in the Burnett family? So

naive!

The ultimate power lay with their grandfather. As long as the grandfather favoured Stephanie, there was a way to ensure Milly wouldn’t last in the family.

With these thoughts, a dangerous sparkli un in his eyes, emitting a vibe so sinister it could make anyone

shiver with just one glance..

At dinner, Philip scrutinized the knives and forks before the steak and began tapping his cane on the ground.

“Who decided on this? Why can’t we have a proper meal instead of this foreign junk?”

Jordan, reclining at the dining table, skillfully cut into his steak, responding to the older man’s complaint without missing a beat:

“I made it. Milly wanted to try it. The beef from Holandia is known for its tenderness, so it shouldn’t be hard on your teeth.”

Despite being in his eighties, Philip was robust with a strong set of teeth, hardly facing any restrictions.

dietary

Yet, his distaste for foreign products, a sentiment rooted in his younger days of confronting foreigners, lingered on.

In today’s world, which is thriving with global trade, avoiding foreign goods entirely is nearly impossible. Still, he finds it hard to shake off those old prejudices.

“Is that really the problem?”

“The real issue is my commitment to Buddhism. How can I eat meat? It contradicts Buddha’s teachings!”

Philip’s voice carried a clear note of irritation as he grabbed his prayer beads and started chanting, “Amitabha, Amitabha, peace and blessings.”

Milly needed clarification to hear this.

It seems that Buddhism really frowns upon killing and eating meat.

So, having steak while Philip was around would definitely be a slap in the face to his beliefs. Even though she didn’t share his religious views, she understood why respecting what others believed in was important.

She looked over at Jordan, bit her lip, and started hesitantly, “Jordan.”

Jordan, for his part, kept his cool. He pushed the sliced steak towards Milly, gave her a reassuring nod, and then looked at Philip, deep in his chants, without showing emotion. He stated plainly, “Grandpa unless I’m. mistaken, you had your fill of three pig’s feet at lunch today.”

Milly’s expression was one of confusion.

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The older man stopped his beads mid–twirl, coughed awkwardly, but stood his ground. “What do you know? Th

kitchen said those pig’s feet had been there for three days alread

on the verge of spoiling.”

While his argument held water, Milly still felt uneasy.

After his mix of scolding and lecturing, the older man seemed relieved.

Seeing that Jordan wasn’t budging, he dropped the argument and, with pride, picked up his knife and fork to dig into the steak.

He was caught off guard by how delicious the beef, imported by this daring lad from Holandia, tasted–so tender and juicy it almost melted in his mouth. A real treat.

On the other side. Jonathan and Anthony looked on as Jordan showed off in front of Milly, clearly jealous.

They harshly cut into their steak and piled it onto Milly’s plate, looking at her anxiously. “Milly, please enjoy.”

It was clear they were looking for some praise.

Milly just sat there, wide–eyed.

The Burnetts‘ chef had already served her a considerable portion of steak, almost half a plate’s worth, and now here were two more plates.

The steak was delicious, but she felt she was tackling a mountain of food.

Seeing their hopeful puppy–dog eyes, she had to fight back a laugh.

There was no way she could give them the praise they were hoping for!

Xavier was quietly enjoying his steak, watching everything unfold without getting involved.

As they were wrapping up their meal, a servant suddenly came in, announcing, “Mr. Jordan, there are two groups outside claiming to be from the admissions teams of Crestfield University and Crestfallen. University, asking about Ms. Burnett and Mr. Anthony”

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