Chapter 323


    On the ground floor, within the main hall.


    Asher and Axel, alongside Ralph, who had donned a sophisticated suit, and the two madams, had


    graciously received Lance and his second son, Charles Iverson, into their residence.


    “Asher the CEO and Axel the prosecutor! My, you two have grown into such fine young men! Oh, is this


    Madam M’s younger son? Thest time I saw you, boy, you were still so small and yful. Now,


    you’ve grown to be so handsome! Where are you working these days?”


    Lance Iverson, the chairman of the Iverson Group, warmly approached the Thompson brothers and


    enthusiastically shook hands with them.


    “I am currently serving as a police officer, assigned to the criminal investigation department, Uncle


    Lance,” Ralph replied with a faint smile.


    “Really… A police officer?” Lance expressed a degree of surprise, a glint of shrewdness flickering in his


    eyes.


    From the perspective of this business magnate, a police officer was the lowest rung among public


    servants, earning meager wages, constantly putting themselves in danger, and engaging in a variety of


    gritty and strenuous tasks. More importantly, the career trajectory was limited. The pinnacle would be a


    senior policemissioner, far from the significance of inheriting a multi-billion-dor family business.


    “My soncks talent. I’m sure his career choice has given you a goodugh.” M disyed a hint of


    embarrassment. Her younger son’s chosen profession had always been a source of concern for her.


    Among Wyatt’s wives, M held the highest social status because she was from the Larson family. She


    did not want topete with Wyatt’s other wives or partition the rest of the Thompson family, but her


    upbringing had instilled a strong sense of family honor.


    Thus, M aspired for her children to be exceptional individuals, subjecting them to particrly


    stringent expectations.


    Yet, her youngest son, Ralph, happened to be an unambitious person and insisted on dedicating his life


    to criminal investigation, deviating from the path she had envisioned for him. It truly caused her a


    considerable headache.


    “M, you’re being too humble!”


    Sasha, who had always been forthright, stepped forward and proudly patted Ralph on the shoulder with


    a beaming smile. “How is Ralphcking talent? At the age of 27, he achieved first -ss merit and


    three second-ss merits for consistently solving major cases. He’s genuinely the pride of the Savrow


    Police Department!”


    “Not only that, Ralph is now the captain of the Savrow First Criminal Investigation Division. He’s also


    the youngest captain in the history of the division, Uncle Lance.” Axel added. He joined in with support,


    as he did not want the Iverson family to look down on his impressive seventh brother.


    “Haha… Truly a promising young talent, indeed!” Lance chuckled in agreement.


    Ralph, upon hearing the des from his family, was even more pleased than receiving


    merits. He shyly scratched his head and grinned.


    “Lance! Oh, my…”


    Apanied by Celeste and Quentin, Wyatt approached Lance and his son. His smiling eyes


    concealed a hint of teasing. “It’s been quite a while since you paid me a visit! I was starting to think


    some part of you malfunctioned and you went overseas for maintenance, afraid to face me.”


    “Oh, that’s riching from you!” Lance briskly approached, sporting a yful frown. “Two months


    ago, I invited you to go horseback riding with me, and you came up with some excuse about being


    busy. What happened to the enthusiasm you used to have for horseback riding? It made me wonder if


    your legs aren’t nimble enough to climb onto a horse anymore due to your age. Were you afraid I’d


    make fun of you, so you declined my invitation?”


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    “Haha… You really worry about inconsequential matters. My body is still agile!” Wyatt mischievously


    curled his lips. At 60 years old, he could still exude such arrogance.


    “When we are both elderly, toothless, and residing in a nursing home, I am certain I will be the one


    pushing your wheelchair. Just wait and see!”


    Observing the two brothers banter like in the old days, everyone could not help but chuckle on the side.


    Tonight, Lance adorned a meticulous four-piece suit, featuring a charcoal gray base and a silver-white


    tie with fine ck stripes as an ent, radiating finesse.


    Unexpectedly, Wyatt did not adhere to the usual conventions. He chose to wear a white silk long robe


    with delicate embroidery, which added a touch of luxury. He looked effortlessly handsome in such


    casual attire. Not a single strand of white hair adorned his temples, and his posture remained as


    straight as it was twenty years ago. It was genuinely exasperating for


    Lance.


    Lance and Wyatt were both individuals who ced special emphasis on their appearance. Since their


    youth, they have dedicated considerable effort to dressing and skin care. They had engaged in this


    friendlypetition for more than twenty years, seemingly determined to outdo each other until they


    were both in their coffins.