The Moreton Manor was located in the northwest corner of the wealthy district of Chaos City. It occupied a very large area, and the grey and white architectural style was very luxurious. However, the square architectural style and the single color of the building also made it look a little serious and rigid.
The evening lights were lit, and the servants in the manor walked in and out with serious expressions. Their footsteps were silent, and they didn't communicate with each other at all. It was as if they were performing a pantomime.
In a luxurious hall, there was a long mahogany table, and there were about a dozen people in luxurious clothes sitting around it. In front of each of them was a fried steak with caviar. However, everyone's hands were placed under the table, and no one said anything. The atmosphere was a little tense.
The crystal chandelier above lit up the entire hall, and there were a few servants standing off to the side with serious expressions.
Jeffree sat at the head of the table, and his gaze swept past his wife, Denise Marquis, who was sitting beside him. His gaze paused on his second son, Cyril, who was sitting beside his wife with his head slightly lowered. He skipped over his daughter-in-law and landed on his eldest son, Lance, who was sitting a little further away with a straight posture.
This eldest son of Chaos City was famous for his stubbornness, but even he didn't dare to look him in the eye. Geoffrey's brows furrowed slightly. He glanced at Zhangsun Miki, who was sitting next to him, and finally looked at the young girl wearing a veil. He said with a displeased expression, "If you're too embarrassed to take it off when you're eating, then don't sit at the table. The people of Family Moreton are never afraid of others' gazes."
Everyone turned to look at the young girl sitting in the corner in unison.
"Big Sister Gloria is afraid that her stunning beauty will scare us. I haven't seen that beautiful big sister for many years." Heidi, who was sitting next to Cyril, pursed her lips with a hint of mockery in her voice. She was a young girl around 16 or 17 years old, and was quite pretty.
"Yes, I remember that big sister was very beautiful when she was young." Her twin sister, Hernie, who was sitting next to her, nodded in agreement. The two of them looked almost identical, and they were both staring at the young girl in the corner with an intense gaze.
"That's right. Sister-in-law said that she was born beautiful, and that she would definitely be one of the most beautiful women in Chaos City when she grows up. Why doesn't she even dare to see people now?" Aurora, who was sitting in the middle, said with a smile. Her bright red lipstick made her face even paler. She was only 30 years old, but there were already many fine lines at the corners of her eyes.
The young girl in the veil clearly stiffened, and her hands clenched into fists, but she still didn't say anything.
Aurora, and Aurora of Aurora's, and Aurora's Aurora's, but she didn't dare to say anything.
"Father, Gloria has already grown accustomed to wearing a veil since she was young. This is her freedom, and I think you should respect her decision." Lance looked up at Jeffree, and met his eyes without any intention of backing down.
"Freedom?" A hint of mockery appeared on Geoffrey's face, and his expression abruptly darkened. He pressed his hands onto the table, and leaned forward slightly as he raised his voice, "I gave you your so-called freedom, and then you went to become a poor teacher. You made me the biggest joke in Chaos City. Everyone is saying that I, Geoffrey, gave birth to a good son, and chose to teach a bunch of little kids instead of taking care of my family's assets. Now, you dare to talk to me about a little girl's freedom? Women are nothing but accessories to men in this world! If they can't be married off, then they're not even worth being an accessory. "
Cyril looked up at Aurora, and a smile appeared on his face. However, he quickly withdrew his gaze, and continued to look down with an obedient expression.
Aurora, Hernie, and Hernie looked at Gloria with a gloating expression, as if they had nothing to do with the woman that Geoffrey was referring to.
"Teaching is a noble thing, and it's a career that I'm passionate about. This is my choice, and also my freedom." Lance abruptly rose to his feet, and looked at Geoffrey with an intense gaze. He then turned to Gloria, and raised his voice as he said, "As for women, they're not anyone's subordinates. They have their own thoughts, and they're capable of doing the same things as men. This world is prejudiced against them, and we're supposed to correct this world's misconceptions!"
Gloria abruptly raised her head to look at the side of Lance's face, and her purple eyes lit up under her veil. Her father had given up his identity as the heir of the Moreton Family to become a common language teacher at Chaos School. Was this the real reason behind his father's decision?
"How arrogant! You think you can correct this world's misconceptions?" Geoffrey retracted his hands, and leaned back in his chair. He looked at his eldest son, and a hint of disappointment flashed through his eyes. However, his smile became even more derisive as he said, "If you weren't born in Family Moreton, you wouldn't even have the money to pay for your daughter's medical fees. What right do you have to correct this world?"
"Father's health isn't very good, Big Brother. Don't make him angry," Cyril said to Lance with an earnest expression, and there was a hint of resignation in his voice.
"I …" Lance clenched his fists, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything else. After a moment of impasse, he slumped back into his seat in a feeble manner. Indeed, if he hadn't been born in the Moreton Family, how would a normal teacher like him have the money to treat Gloria's illness?
Gloria's hands were trembling slightly, and the fire in her heart was burning brighter and brighter. There was a kind of power that was trying to break free from her shackles.
Mickey held onto Gloria's hand with a concerned expression, and shook his head gently. He was only 10 years old, and he didn't understand what the adults were saying. However, he knew that his grandpa was angry, and it was best that no one said anything at this time. Otherwise, they would be scolded.
"This world will never change. The Aden Chamber of Commerce will always rule Chaos City's economy. The rich will always be the rich, and women will always be the vassals and vases." Geoffrey withdrew his gaze from Lance, and picked up the knife in front of him as he spoke in a low and confident voice.
Everyone else heaved a sigh of relief, and also picked up the cutlery in front of them.
"Grandpa, I believe in Father's words. Women can also do what men can do. We don't have to be vases. We can do whatever we want. I won't be anyone's vassal. I want to be an independent and free person." Right at this moment, Gloria, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was very firm.
Everyone's hands froze, and they were all in disbelief. They didn't think that Gloria, who was usually so obedient and quiet, would dare to refute Geoffrey's words. This was almost impossible in Family Moreton.
Lance also turned to look at Gloria in surprise, as if he was meeting his own daughter for the first time.
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