The old Mr. Dalton on the side glared at him, "Enjoying the spectacle, aren't you!"
Though it was a reprimand, there was no trace of censure in the old Mr. Dalton's tone.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mr. Dalton was quite fond of his youngest son.
Patriarch Blanchett listened to Samuel Dalton's words and looked at Mr. Dalton's attitude, lost in thought.
Samuel Dalton shrugged nonchalantly, "Just watching."
Meanwhile, Sidney Dalton and Catherine Blanchett in the center of the dance floor frowned at Roxanne Sutton's words.
"We don't need your gift, please leave."
Sidney Dalton spoke coldly.
Roxanne Sutton spun around with a smile and then pushed away slightly.
"So heartless..."
She murmured softly.
Then she abruptly looked at the projector by the dance floor.
"Why not take a look together?"
Roxanne Sutton spoke slowly.
The people in the banquet hall instinctively followed her gaze.
