Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 32

Ten days later, the vibe in the Crystal Restaurant became increasingly intense. Since the person who

booked the restaurant was not revealed, countless people were very curious about it and even

guessed all the local rich boys in Cloud City. After all those rich boys dispelled the rumors one by one,

greater doubts were cast over that matter.

As for the Sue family, they were unsurprisingly brought up again and it became an after-dinner joke for

many people. The timing was too coincidental and it was difficult not to recall what happened in the

past. 1

The Sue family’s relatives were all angry. If it were not for Samuel, they would not have become

another person’s joke. Almost everyone in the family had turned down recent banquets. Even the old

lady of the Sue family did not leave home-she planned to wait for all the publicity to pass before going

out again.

"It's irritating. What does that piece of trash Samuel have to do with us? People keep talking about the

Sue family and make it look like we’re the ones who embarrassed ourselves."

"Why can’t Samuel just die? We won't have to be shamed along with him if he dies."

"Yvonne's also a bringer of bad luck. This mess never would've happened if it weren't for her."

Several of the Sue family's younger generation gathered together, all of whom were infuriated.

Harvey was a stark contrast with the others as he was sporting a faint smile.

"Why are you still smiling, Harvey? Aren't you angry?" someone asked.

Harvey remained indifferent and said, "It’s even better if people make more noise. Even perfect if

Yvonne completely shamed the Sue family's reputation." 1

The others looked puzzlingly at Harvey, but Yara smiled and said, "You’re all a bunch of mindless idiots.

If Yvonne embarrasses us, Grandma won’t let her become the Sue family's successor. She became the

head of the west side project and had to go through a lot just to gain that tiny bit of Grandma's favor,

but after this incident, Grandma will probably hate her again."

The others realized that only after hearing that sentence and they then proceeded to sigh one after

another.

"Besides, this bad reputation won't always stick with our Sue family. Who would dare to say anything

bad about us once I marry into the Hannigan family?" Yara asked proudly.

Harvey glanced at Yara before agreeing. "That’s right. You still have a chance to help the Sue family

regain the reputation that Yvonne brought down. Although Yara has the greatest chance, it's also

possible that

one of you would have the chance."

Yara smiled disdainfully. She did not take anyone else seriously and was already certain that she was

the Hannigan family’s chosen one.

"It’s probably best that all of you give up that idea, otherwise you'd end up being disappointed in the

future. Are any of you better than me?" Yara smiled and asked.

Yara would not have had such strong self-confidence i f Yvonne were not married, but the unfortunate

Yvonne was already married to a worthless piece-of-trash. Why should Yara even be worried about

Yvonne if that was the case?

"The real answer will be revealed in five days."

"By the way, are any of you going to have a look at the event? I heard that the high-rise

accommodations near the restaurant are all booked because everyone wants to see the person who

made that reservation."

"I’m definitely going. It’s not every year you get to see something so exciting."

"Are you going, Yara?"

Yara had already booked a room in the most strategic location, one with the best view of seeing the

events unfold in the restaurant. However, she always maintained an air of haughtiness. Since she had

claimed that she was the one marrying into the Hannigan family, her status would be severely

downgraded if she became a busybody. Therefore, she said, "I’m not going. When I get married in the

future, it'll cause even more of a sensation than this."

Meanwhile, Linda's life was torturous-as if she lacked food for her soul-after hearing no news about her

piano prince for more than ten days. She was incredibly depressed, and in those few days, she had

been cooped up at home and did not go out. She was unkempt and did not look remotely like a

beautiful woman.

Clad in her silk pajamas, she laid on the sofa like a puddle of mud. Her figure was outlined distinctly,

and those slender legs were the parts of her body that she was proudest of.

When her cell phone rang, Linda stretched out her hands and searched aimlessly for the phone on the

coffee table. She was only inclined to raise her head and open her eyes when her hands failed to find

her device.

As soon as she saw that it was an unknown number, she hung up mercilessly and continued to wallow

in sadness.

Not long later, her phone rang again, and Linda-who had an irritated look-picked it up and screamed, "I

don't have a loan to buy a house, and I don't have a car to buy any insurance. If you disturb me again, I

swear t o God I'll trace your signal and murder you.”

"Did you eat gunpowder?" A familiar voice sounded near her ears.