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Lydia saw Benjamin as soon as she lowered down her head. Then she began to frown, looking annoyed.

Though Benjamin looked really familiar with a mask on his face, Lydia, who was wondering about the future of her family, was spared no time to waste. So she kicked Benjamin away, looking impatient.

"Kid, who are you? Don't hug me!"

Benjamin immediately loosened her grip. Though she looked so much alike Patricia, both her voice and tone were totally different from his mom's.

He was sure that her mom would never be so rude to him.

But he had no idea why she looked so much alike his mom.

Benjamin stood aside, looking calm. But he kept looking around Lydia and her parents.

Then he fixed his eyes on Miranda, Lydia's mom. It seemed that he had ever seen this middle-aged woman somewhere else before.

He tried to recall it and then he located the old days when he stood by the house of the Sparks family.

It was then he suddenly noticed that she was actually his own grandpa, who had been bullying Patricia for years.

So the man standing beside must be his grandpa.

And that rude lady must be the twin sister of his mom, Lydia Coleman.

Benjamin huffed as he realized that all those hateful guys, who had all been mean to his mom for years before, now gathered together. It seemed that the right moment for him to revenge had arrived. Benjamin turned around and brushed against Lydia. He didn't stop until he stood in front of a waiter. Then he beckoned him over.

"The music sounds too tedious. Mrs. Randolph and her guests want a heated one."

The waiter was a bit confused when seeing Benjamin passing by Lydia. He frowned and asked, "Why didn't Mrs. Randolph tell me about it by herself? Why did she make you come over?"

Benjamin looking at him and pretended to be serious, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Mrs. Randolph is now discussing about something important with her family. She is busy so she made me here. If you don't believe me, you can go to ask her yourself."

"Well, but I am not sure what will happen if you interrupt."

The waiter suddenly stopped as he just took a few steps forward.

It was said that Mrs. Randolph had been a bad-tempered one. Only when she stayed with Archibald would she pretend to be well-mannered. Obviously, when she showed up alone, she always turned to be arrogant and offensive.

At the thought of that, the waiter shook his head. He couldn't afford to offend her just because of this trifle.

So he nodded and walked to the loudspeaker boxes.

Benjamin squinted and then took out a small tiny gadget with the same size of a fingernail. Though it was small, it was actually a destructive tool.

Then he passed by Lydia and threw it onto her dress.

As soon as it touched her dress, it started to climb up and then it stopped when it reached the back of her waist.

Benjamin then hid himself in a remote corner.

Suddenly, the music turned to be a rock-style one.

Everyone present was rendered totally stunned. They had no idea what was going on.

They just looked around and was about to complain. However, none of them dared to utter.

After all, it was a banquet held by Archibald. No matter how annoyed they felt, they should still keep their mouths shut.

Hearing the rock music, Patricia

burst into laughter, "Wow, Mr. Randolph, your taste for music sounds really weird. Almost the same weird as your sexual preference."

Matthew grabbed her hand to warn her, "Hey, Patricia, stop talking."

Though he was warning, he was still wearing a smile.

"Archibald, what happened? Is there anyone trying to mess up your banquet?" Matthew seemed to gloat over.

Archibald looked sullen and then he stopped the waiter beside.

"What happened?"

Seeing his mad face, the waiter turned pale.

"But Mr. Randolph, it was Mrs. Randolph who asked me to change the music. I was just doing according to her order."

Hearing that, Archibald looked more horrible.

'It was Lydia? What the hell was she doing?'

Patricia pouted. Of course, she deemed it reasonable as Lydia had been a crazy fan of bar and rock music.

However, Lydia never told anyone else about it. Patricia was also confused why she made such a weird choice at this moment. Hearing the sudden change of the music, Lydia was also startled. Even her body started to shake a bit with the music.

Miranda hurried to grab her hand and tried to notice her that Archibald was looking at her.

Lydia immediately straightened up her body as she also noticed the gaze of others.

She was also confused what was going on with the music.

Only she herself had the right to change the music style. However, she had been sitting here, unmoved. So she was wondering if it was Archibald who did it. Lydia shook her head, looking puzzled.

She still remembered that Archibald hated rock music.

She shook her head again and talked

to Wesley, "Dad, I have done my best for the company. I have asked Archibald for help. But he told me that he would never do me the favor unless we could find out the culprit. Otherwise, he won't agree on my request."

Wesley looked sullen, "Since he is not willing to do that, why don't you plan on his son, Joshua? Everyone can tell that he loves his son. You can deal with it if you can make Joshua mention about it."

Hearing that, Lydia got mad.

"Joshua is the same annoying as his dad! Both of them are so stubborn! He said that he only agreed with his father. So he won't do me the favor either."

Wesley moved his lips and seemed to be about to utter again.

However, Lydia was then dragged away by someone else.

Feeling being tugged, Lydia was enraged immediately, "Who the hell are you? Stop dragging me!"

As she raised up her head, she happened to see the cold eyes of Archibald. Her rage was suddenly extinguished.

Then she smiled gently at him, "Honey, what's the matter?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐