The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 278 – An Unfamiliar Willow Stone
Chapter 278: An Unfamiliar Willow Stone
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the blink of an eye, a week passed.
A charity gala was going to be held at San Francisco Grand Hotel today, named 'Mercy Charity Gala.'
The top two families of San Francisco—the Gold family and the Larson family—had come together to organize this gala.
Everyone knew what a charity gala was, but many were confused by the word 'Mercy.' Yet, not many paid attention to that. Anyway, their main purpose of attending was simply to interact with the city's top two families.
If they didn't, they might very well be left behind once the two families joined forces for real.
As the main characters of the event, Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson had arrived bright and early.
Beside them was Clarine Landon. It was only natural for her to attend the gala as Yvette Larson's best friend.
“Hey, why didn't Willow come too?” Yvette Larson asked her best friend curiously.
Just a few days earlier, Willow Stone had been staying with Clarine Landon.
“She moved out, but she said that she'd be here.”
Finn Taylor narrowed his eyes as he listened to their conversation. He couldn't help but feel that something was about to happen.
“Kimberly Gold is so popular.” Clarine Landon pointed at the young girl, her eyes filled with envy.
Although the Landon family was rather well-off, they still couldn't hold a candle to the Gold family. At that time, their family couldn't even do anything when the Sanders family tried to deal with them. Yet, the Sanders family couldn't even match up to the Gold family.
“Yes, Ms. Gold is indeed different. Otherwise, she wouldn't have fallen for a certain someone either,” Yvette Larson said as she glanced at her husband.
The latter simply stood by the side as though he didn't hear anything. Sometimes, it was best to remain silent.
“Ms. Larson, I'm Nancy Kleine from the Kleine family. Nice to meet you!”
Guests were streaming in and trying to chat up Yvette Larson to find a backer.
Yvette Larson had yet to get used to this. Thankfully, her significant other grabbed hold of her hand encouragingly.
However, Finn Taylor didn't take the drink on his wife's behalf. He knew that this was something she had to do. Even if she were to follow him to Chicago in the future, she'd face the same situation.
There were some things she had to go through because of her status.
Yvette Larson quickly steadied herself. “Hello.”
She simply brought the wine glass up to her mouth after toasting the other, but she didn't take a sip of alcohol. Even so, Nancy Kleine was already utterly grateful toward her.
That was just how unfair the world was—people always wanted to get to know others of higher social statuses. Just a little grace from those in higher positions meant the world to the other party.
And this was only the beginning. One by one, the most prominent figures of San Francisco came forward to greet Yvette Larson, who greeted them without any discrimination.
This pleased many of the guests.
Just then, a car rolled to a stop in front of the hotel entrance.
As the car door opened, a 1.9-meter-tall beauty in a black evening gown—her hair draped over her shoulders—walked into the hotel.
Everyone's eyes were glued to this gorgeous woman.
When Yvette Larson saw who it was, her eyes were filled with disbelief. It was her best friend—Willow Stone! 'Since when did she become so beautiful?'
Her impression of her best friend was a gentle and meek student that was even a little adorable at times. Simply put, she was an obedient girl who won the favor of everyone who saw her.
However, Willow Stone looked completely different today. It seemed as though she had never known this lady in front of her.
Finn Taylor's gaze was set on Willow Stone. It wasn't because she was gorgeous or because he liked her. Instead, it was because he could sense that this change in Willow Stone was probably a declaration of the end of her friendship with Yvette Larson.
His heart ached for his wife. After all, the latter had always thought of Clarine Landon and Willow Stone as her best friends.
Today, her so-called best friend had finally shown her true self.
Under the watchful gazes of everyone, Willow Stone strutted confidently into the hotel. She then walked up to Yvette Larson and grabbed her hand.
“What are you all looking at, you bunch of country bumpkins? Do you know that my best friend is the head of the Larson family? She might destroy your entire family,” Willow Stone said to everyone present.
It was clear that she was making things difficult for Yvette Larson.
She wasn't from the area, so it was alright for her to do as she pleased. Even if others got upset at her, there was nothing they could do if she were to simply leave.
Yvette Larson was different—they would surely turn their hatred toward Yvette Larson.
Willow Stone picked up a wine glass and splashed the wine on a man's face. “You b*stard, what are you looking at? Be careful that my best friend—Yvette Larson—gouges your eyes out.”
Willow Stone's actions stunned many present.
They didn't harbor any ill intentions as they looked at Willow Stone. It was just that she was truly eye-catching, yet a man had been splashed with wine for doing just that.
“Willow, don't do that. He didn't mean to do anything to you.” Eventually, Yvette Larson could no longer tolerate it and tried to persuade her best friend.
But Willow Stone wasn't going to back down. She pointed at that man and lashed out, “Why are you afraid of him, Yvette? He's nothing but a dog, while you're the head of the second-most powerful family in San Francisco! These people can't wait to serve you like dogs! Look, didn't he just offer you a toast earlier on? You don't have to care about these people. They're no different from dogs. Even if you scold him or beat him up, he'll still come running to take a piece of meat you offer. A dog will always be a dog—it can't possibly become human!”
Not only had Willow Stone insulted that man, but she had also implicated all the other men who had offered Yvette Larson a toast earlier on.
By now, the crowd was heating up.
Someone rushed up and smashed his wine glass on the ground.
Seeing that, Willow Stone walked up to him and landed a slap squarely on his face.
Chapter end
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