Chapter 406
Everyone looked in the direction of where the voice came from.
A person entered. The man had a stern face with a natural aura, his gait was firm and steady, and his temperament was proof that he held a higher social status.
Behind him were a bunch of bodyguards in suits. The four forefront bodyguards held a meticulously decorated red box each. The item that the boxes held must be valuable.
It was Malfoy’s father, Edgar Aston, the master of the Astons from the capital. He came to meet and butter up to the Wolf King and coincidentally ran into this situation. It was a great chance for him to present himself, so he stepped up.
Stephen glanced at him. With disdain, he asked, “Who the hell are you?”
Edgar did not answer the man. He walked into the hall and went up to Jane
“I heard today is Madam Montecarlo’s 70th birthday. I, Edgar Aston of the Astons, have brought presents to celebrate this wonderful day.”
He glanced at Andrius while introducing himself. The meaning of the glance was self–explanatory.
Andrius caught the glance as well.
Edgar must have been worried that his son’s rude behavior toward the Wolf King would bring the entire family down. Therefore, after hearing the news of Jane’s birthday, he came here in person to butter up to the Wolf King.
He continued to ignore Stephen and signaled his men to bring forth the presents. “Madam Montecarlo, I wish you a long and prosperous life. The Astons have prepared a pair of bracelets, a painting from Salvadore Dali, a pair of gold necklaces, and a hundred–year–old herb. Please accept them.”
Then, Edgar went over to Luna and Andrius and stood behind them solemnly.
As the master of a wealthy family in the capital, he had eagle eyes.
His action shocked everyone in the family.
The Astons were considered one of the richest families in the capital. The master of the Astons came to celebrate Jane’s birthday because of Luna?!
How unbelievable!
Edgar purposely stood behind Luna and Andrius, so the others would not assume that he came here solely for Andrius.
“The Astons?”
Stephen had never taken the Astons seriously for as long as his reign over the capital’s streets. He bellowed coldly. “You Astons must be tired of living for meddling with this matter Aren’t you afraid that I will wipe out your family? Frankly speaking, the Astons are far from enough to face me!”
His killing intent was overflowing as he bellowed.
Then, multiple voices sounded from the entrance.
“If the Astons are not enough, then count the Bradstreets in!”
“Me too! I am Denzel Selim!”
“Hedge Moore, the master of the Moores!”
“I’m here as well…”
Another group of rich and influential men entered the hall. Each and every one of them was a well–known figure in the capital.
Independently, they might not be the top or the strongest, but by teaming up, even the old Crestfalls might have to step aside!
“I’m Zack Bradstreet! I am here to celebrate your birthday, Madam Montecarlo! I have a pair of jaded accessories and five night pearls for you. I wish you a healthy and long life!”
“I’m Hedge Moore. I have 40–year–old ginseng and a box of high–quality cordyceps. I wish you happiness and that you shall forever remain strong.”
“I’m Denzel Selim. I bear gifts for your birthday, Madam Montecarlo! A stem of reishi mushroom and a painting from the renowned artist Spiegleman. I wish you stay healthy and energetic forever!”
All of them came with presents to celebrate Jane’s birthday.
After giving their presents, they all stood behind Andrius, and Luna. They were here to support Andrius. and Luna, and to confront Stephen.
The Conerys were speechless as their eyes widened in shock. They had no idea why the rich and influential families, who usually never bat an eye at them, would come here.
When they saw the masters of the rich families standing behind Luna, no matter how astonishing or ridiculous it sounded, they knew Luna was the key to all this.
Stephen’s expression turned grim when the masters of the rich families stood behind Andrius.
He scoffed and said, “All of you might be something if you team up, but that is not enough to scare me! You people are just rich, not powerful!”
Stephen’s arrogance had toned down. “If they are not enough, what about us?”
