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The Legendary Man
Chapter 100 Harrison Seymour Is Here In that instant, the entire room became as silent as the grave, not a peep to be heard.
No one dared to question Randallâs statement.
After all, Randall was the mayor of Jadeborough.
There was no need for him to lie just to defend a live-in son-in-law.
âMr. Field, were you lying to me earlier?â Miguel asked, glancing at Sammy doubtfully.
Even if he did not believe Jonathan, Randall was a trustable person.
âO-Of course not! Why would I lie to you?â Sammy answered in a stuttering voice.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect Randall to appear out of nowhere!
âEnough, stop wasting time. Where did you find this imposter? Kick him out now!â Randall gave a dismissive wave, for he could not be bothered to waste time with the con artist.
How dare he pretend to be Jonathan? Didnât he look at himself in the mirror? What made him think heâs capable of doing so?
âSammy Field, are you going to leave yourself, or do you want me to ask someone to drag you out?â
Miguel demanded, shooting Sammy a disgusted look. âAlso, remember to refund me the one million I gave you by tonight, not a penny less. Otherwise, Iâll make sure you wonât live to see the sunrise tomorrow. Try me!â he warned.
âJust you wait, Miguel!â Sammy retorted, revealing his true colors. There was no need to continue his act.
After giving Miguel one last glare, he quickly slunk out of the Smith mansion.
Once he had left, Miguel hurriedly went to Randall. âMr. Swindell, luckily youâre around, or else that con artist wouldâve tricked me!â
âThatâs because youâre a fool!â Randall answered with a snort. He did not bother mincing his words.
I canât believe he got conned right before Jonathan. Heâs obviously a fool! Tch, I have no other comments for him.
âYes, youâre right, Mr. Swindell. I am a fool!â Miguel lowered his head humbly.
Randall ignored him and got to his feet. âMr. Goldstein, please take a seat,â he offered while looking at Jonathan.
âForget it!â Jonathan waved his hand. âThatâs the Smith familyâs VIP table. I donât have the right to sit there!â
Having said that, he strode away. Instead of going back to his seat, Randall ran after him. âMr.
Goldstein, if you donât have the right to take a seat here, who else does?â
Seeing this, Miguel blurted out, âMr. Swindell, what is going on?â
Isnât Jonathan a useless live-in son-in-law? What is his real identity? Why does the mayor of Jadeborough fear him this much?
âThe real VIP is right before your eyes. How dare you look down on him? No wonder the Smith family is still a third-rate family in Jadeborough after years!â Randall retorted. It was pretty obvious to him that the Smith family and Jonathanâs relationship were not that harmonious.
He initially attended the Smith familyâs annual party because of Jonathan.
However, he no longer needed to show them any courtesy when they had the guts to treat Jonathan contemptuously.
If it werenât for Jonathan, I wouldnât have given them the honor of showing up!
âMr. Swindell, Iâ¦â Though Miguel wanted to explain, he found no words.
After all, before Randall showed up, they nearly kicked Jonathan out of the mansion.
âEnough. Save your explanation!â Randall cut him off with a wave.
As his initial politeness had morphed into irritation, Hugo and Miguel shared a look. Immediately, they realized what had gone wrong.
At once, Miguel changed his attitude toward Jonathan. âM-Mr. Goldstein, Iâm really sorry for looking down on you. That was because I didnât know your real identity! Let me offer you an apology on behalf of the Smith family.â
Undeniably, he was a flexible person, for he promptly discarded his pride to apologize to Jonathan as soon as he caught on to the situation.
âYouâre apologizing now?â Jonathan replied with a scoff. âWhat have you been doing earlier?â
As soon as those words left his lips, he picked up the sandalwood box. âSince you refuse to accept this lavender jade figurine, Iâll take it with me!â
âLavender jade figurine?â Randall froze temporarily at his words before bursting out excitedly, âMr.
Goldstein, do you mean the lavender jade figurine that was sold for three hundred million at the auction organized by the Hansley family yesterday?â
âOh? You know of it?â Surprise colored Jonathanâs features.
âYes, of course.â Randall bobbed his head eagerly. âI heard a mysterious buyer bought the lavender jade figurine carved by Roscoe Channer himself. So it turns out youâre the mysterious buyer!â
What? He really bought it for three hundred million?
In a flash, the crowd was astounded.
Earlier, when Jonathan said he bought it for three hundred million, everyone else hurled insults at him.
No one believed that a live-in son-in-law could afford to pay three hundred million for a mere jade figurine.
Since Randall had said it himself, it meant that he was not lying.
âWho said I wonât accept it?â Hugoâs expression changed abruptly. âI was just testing to see if the lavender jade figurine was genuine!â
There was no way he would refuse a three-hundred-million lavender jade figurine. In fact, it was his first time seeing such an expensive ornament in his life.
âWhat a shameless old man,â Jonathan remarked disdainfully. âItâs too late for you to change your mind now!â
âListen to me, Jonathan. It was a misunderstanding.â Hugo hastened to offer an explanation. It was clear to someone as sly as him that Jonathan was the true big shot.
Heâs a big shot that even Randall has to show respect for!
âNo way itâs a misunderstanding,â Jonathan replied curtly. âWhen I offered you the gift, you shouldâve accepted it. Now, Iâm not going to give it to you. No one can force me to give it up!â
With that, he handed the lavender jade figurine to Josephine. âThis lavender jade figurine is now yours, Josephine. Letâs put it in our home as an ornament!â
What? Heâs making the three-hundred-million lavender jade figurine an ornament in his house?
Once again, the guests were stupefied.
Alas, no one dared to utter a word.
The color drained from Hugoâs face as he fought back the urge to give himself a slap.
Oh God, why on earth did I run my mouth and act recklessly earlier? The three-hundred-million lavender jade figurine slipped out of my grasp just like that!
âMr. Goldstein, I assure you that it was all a misunderstanding!â Seeing that the situation was veering out of control, Miguel promptly stepped out to relay an order. âArrange a new seat for Mr. Goldstein! He shall sit beside Mr. Swindell!â
âNo need. Iâm fine with the seat by the door,â came Jonathanâs calm reply. He took Josephineâs hand and stalked to the door. At the sight of him returning to his initial seat, Miguel panicked instantly.
However, before he could do anything, someone outside the door announced in a solemn voice, âHarrison Seymour is here!â