Chapter 1386: Chapter 1386: She Is the Only One
Old Master Summers’ smile waned slightly as he said, "This isn’t causing trouble; it’s making you wake up, making you see clearly that you have many choices around you. Those who can play the piano, speak foreign languages, understand business - all kinds - yet you only focus on the women of the Blanc Family, which is not what a smart person should do."
Clyde Summers was slightly taken aback, looking at Old Master Summers.
Thinking it over, he had been seeing Atra Blanc for a while, it was impossible for his father not to know.
Someone else came over to exchange pleasantries, and Old Master Summers greeted them with a smile, ignoring Clyde Summers’ reaction.
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Halfway through the banquet, the housekeeper Uncle Jones whispered to Old Master Summers, "Master, the young master is missing."
Old Master Summers frowned, "Did you search the room?"
"We’ve checked, the room, the garden, the study, nowhere. We asked the bodyguards at the courtyard entrance, and they didn’t see the young master leave."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Summers’ frown deepened and he hesitated about sending someone to the Blanc Family to search, when he noticed in the corner a servant seemed to be smirking at him.
It was Clyde Summers.
He had changed into servant’s clothes, re-styled his hair, stood in the corner with a tray, a hint of mocking sneer on his lips.
Old Master Summers’ face darkened.
The housekeeper also spotted Clyde Summers and was instantly dumbfounded.
"Bring him to my study!" Old Master Summers suppressed his anger, leaving with a sentence, and headed upstairs.
Moments later, Clyde Summers went to the study.
Old Master Summers pointed at him angrily, "Look at you! What do you look like?!"
Clyde Summers laughed lightly, "What do I look like? Does changing clothes mean I’m no longer your son? No longer the young master of the Summers Family?"
"Are you trying to infuriate me?!" Old Master Summers slammed the desk fiercely, his face extremely unpleasant, "Just for a little girl, you’re going to oppose me?!"
Clyde Summers’ face turned cold too, "Father, don’t you understand? Those women don’t even know me! They only know the young master of the Summers Family!
Did you see? I change my clothes and they can’t recognize me, no, more correctly, they haven’t even really looked at me! But Atra Blanc is different, she truly likes me, even if I dressed as a beggar, she wouldn’t despise me!
I don’t care if she can play the piano or speak foreign languages; what I care about is her as a person!"
"You’re so young! What do you know about liking someone?!" Old Master Summers couldn’t hold back his shout.
Clyde Summers smiled indifferently, "Even if I don’t understand what liking is, at least I can clearly distinguish what not liking is. I don’t like any of those women out there."
"You brat!" Old Master Summers was so furious that his voice quivered.
Recalling that his father was over fifty and not in good health, Clyde Summers sighed, softening his tone, "Father, haven’t you always been open-minded? Why must you be stubborn on this matter, what’s wrong with Atra Blanc?"
Old Master Summers said, "She’s five years older than you!"
"That’s prejudice; my mom is nearly twenty years younger than you, wasn’t she able to marry you?"
"Can a man and a woman be the same?!"
"Isn’t it advocating gender equality now? Why can a woman find a man twenty years older, but a man can’t find a woman five years older?"
"You brat! Stop tangling with me!" Old Master Summers was defeated in argument, resorting to harsh words, "Anyone else is fine, but a woman from the Blanc Family is not!"
Clyde Summers asked, "Why?"
"There’s no why! If it must be her, fine, go buy a house outside and keep her there, our Summers Family doesn’t lack that bit of food, but for her to be the young lady of the Summers Family is absolutely impossible!"
Clyde Summers was angry, "Why is it impossible? How is it impossible?! I’m fixed on her! I won’t marry anyone but her!"