Chapter 678
The Protector levi garrison
He refused to believe that anyone would reject an offer like this.
Which ordinary person would refuse an offer to become the young master of one of the royal families overnight?
From then on, they would have unapparelled power. Backed by the status of the Jones family, they would be able to lord it over everyone else.
They could have as much money, women and power as they wanted.
Their every need would be satisfied.
Who would reject such an opportunity?
To Julianâs surprise, Levi turned him down without so much as glancing at the bank card.
Coldly, he snapped, âPlease go back. I have no relation to the Joneses. In fact, I have no parents or relatives from that family!â
Huh?
His answer stunned Julian and the other men into silence.
They all looked at him in shock.
How could he have rejected their offer?
It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to get his hands on one hundred million, and he had turned it down?
Was there something wrong with his brain?
âRemember this. Forget this ever happened, and donât ever come back to find me in the future!â
With that, Levi turned around and left.
ââ¦â Julian looked extremely chagrined.
He had really turned them down!
Turning to his subordinates, he demanded in confusion, âWhatâs going on?â
âHe wonât turn us down! In fact, heâs just playing hard to get. If he had simply accepted our offer, he would come across as weak-willed and greedy. He probably really wanted to say yes!â
âExactly! Heâs a smart person. He knew we were going to come and look for him one day, so he purposely put on airs and acted as though he didnât care about our offer.â
His subordinates analyzed the situation, suddenly feeling more confident.
Julian nodded. âThatâs what I think, too. Nobody has ever been able to resist the temptation of becoming the young master of the Jones family!â
Someone butted in, âPerhaps he thinks the entire Jones family is beneath him!â
âHowâs that possible? It takes someone of incredible power to demean us like this. How could he have that sort of courage?â
âRight? He might have Quebec in the palm of his hands, but thatâs nothing compared to the Jones family! What a joke.â
âBesides, weâve investigated his background thoroughly. All he does is sit around and make merry all day!â
Hearing this, they all burst into laughter.
Very quickly, news of Leviâs rejection came back to Michael Jones.
âWhat? He pretended that weâre beneath him and turned down our offer?â Michael asked in disbelief.
With their offer of money, Michael had thought they had Levi Garrison in the bag.
The housekeeper laughed, âMr. Jones, heâs just acting coy. He probably wants us to invite him a few more times!â
âAlright, letâs satisfy that desire of his! After all, he has finally become useful to us!â
With that, he announced, âTell all the males of this family to gather up for a meeting!â
Quickly, three generations of the Jones familyâs males filed into the drawing room.
Only Michael and a few of the elders were seated comfortably in chairs. The rest of them remained standing.
Everyone had a downcast expression of their face. It was evident that they were all worrying about the Jones familyâs recent troubles.
âI have something to announce to all of you. Weâve finally found Emmaâs long-lost son!â
A murmur rang through the crowd.
Everyone looked up at Michael in shock.
âThe boy who was abandoned by the Garrisons has been found?â asked Michaelâs oldest son, Daniel Jones.
The housekeeper replied, âYes! Mr. Jones has already sent his men to fetch him back.â
The younger boys giggled mirthfully. âWhatâs the point of bringing a homeless man back into our family? He canât contribute anything to this family.â
Michael thundered, âThatâs rubbish! If we accept him back into our family, heâll be my biological grandson! Wonât he be considered a legitimate heir to the Jones family then?â
Everyone concurred. âYes!â
Michael continued, âSince heâll be a legitimate heir to our family, we can send him to bear the punishment on our behalf! No one can say anything about that!â
âOh my gosh, is that true?â