Chapter 433 - 411: Be Careful Not to Get Eaten

Soren Johnson noticed Chloe Simpson standing there in a daze, not reaching out to take the check, and his face looked displeased.

Chloe snapped back to reality upon hearing Soren’s voice: "Alright, thank you, Mr. Johnson. As for the Johnson Family, rest assured that if possible, I’d never want to have any relationship or dealings with anyone or anything from the Johnson Family in this lifetime."

However, her mother’s life was lost here, and she would certainly not let them off the hook.

Chloe didn’t say this final sentence out loud, nor did she find it necessary.

She took the check and turned to leave.

Since she had reached an agreement with the Old Sir of the Johnson Family, naturally, there was no longer confinement or restrictions.

In that case, it was better, more convenient for her to act, wasn’t it?

In the evening, at dinner, Chloe went downstairs to eat with The Johnsons.

This time, everyone was unusually present.

Except for the inconvenienced Selene Wilson, almost every Johnson she had met was there.

Soren Johnson sat at the head seat and instructed to start the meal.

Gabriella Dyer and Liam Johnson, as husband and wife, sat to Soren’s left.

Alexander Johnson and Alan Johnson sat to Soren’s right.

Since Chloe arrived at the Johnson Family, it was rare to have everyone gathered like this.

It was also her first time seeing this generational seating arrangement.

Yet, the seating was indeed somewhat peculiar.

If arranged by age, shouldn’t Uncle Alan be seated closer to Soren?

But if it wasn’t by age order.

Then Liam and Gabriella wouldn’t need to sit so properly and strictly to Soren’s left.

While pondering this, she accidentally dropped the spoon into the bowl.

Only then did she come back to herself, thinking how silly it was to ponder such matters.

What did the seating order of seniority have to do with her?

They could arrange however they liked.

Even if Soren sat in the sky, and Alexander ate on the toilet, it wouldn’t concern her.

However, her sudden clatter did draw everyone’s attention.

Chloe had to admit, the Johnsons’ manners were really good.

Wealthy families indeed had plenty of rules.

They emphasized silence during meals and rest; even the spoon shouldn’t make noise when eating.

This sound undoubtedly broke The Johnsons’ rules.

But she was leaving tomorrow; it’s broken, so be it, what difference does it make.

Just when everyone was looking at Chloe, suddenly there was commotion at the door.

"I’m back."

The voice echoed from afar before the person even stepped in.

"Gary!"

Gabriella was taken aback, called out excitedly, and hurriedly went to greet him.

Truth be told, it was the first time Chloe saw Gabriella so happy.

She even had the illusion that from the moment she first met Gabriella, known as Mrs. Johnson, until now.

Only at this moment was the smile on this renowned Mrs. Johnson’s face genuine.

At this moment, all eyes of The Johnsons were also on the entrance of the living room.

"Mom."

Gabriella had just stood up and taken two steps, hadn’t yet reached the door, when the person came in.

Chloe was stunned at the sound.

Mom?

She had only heard that Jim Johnson was the Duke Capital Circle, the future sole heir of the wealthy Johnson Family.

She never heard that the Johnson Family had another young master.

She looked up.

The newcomer was dusty and his clothes were somewhat dirty, not remotely resembling a wealthy family’s young master.

Compared to Alexander and Alan, he didn’t seem like a Johnson at all.

But with just one glance.

Gary Johnson was frozen there, not hearing anything Gabriella was saying beside him.

"Who are you?"

Gary stared intently at Chloe, asking unconsciously.

"A non-important person, who will leave the Johnson Family tomorrow."

Gabriella noticed Gary’s attitude toward Chloe, responded irritably, and pulled Gary over.

"Look at you, coming home so late? And where did you get so filthy again? Didn’t you tell me a few days ago you were booked to come back? Lying to me again. Someone, bring a set of dining utensils for the second young master."

Gabriella instructed the servants for dinnerware as she walked to the dining table.

"Oh, I was just preparing gifts for you all."

Gary opened his backpack, taking out several paintings.

"Grandfather, this is for you."

"This is for Father."

"This is for Big Brother."