Jepherson stared at the invitation in a daze. After putting it down, he went to take a rest. The following day, after breakfast, he went to visit the Moore family.
The Moore family had decorated their home with lights and ribbons. When Jepherson just got off the car, he immediately sensed that something was not right; the Moore family seemed to be celebrating something.
Upon entering, Jepherson saw a couple standing at the door waiting for them. Seeing him, Colston led Louisa to Jepherson.
Although Colston was not a significant figure in the Moore family, Jepherson knew who he was.
He had already investigated all the members of the Moore family, so he knew people like Colston.
He was among the Moore family's fifth generation, Johan's great- great- grandson, the same generation as Flynt.
However, Flynt was of noble background, the first wife's son, while Colston's father was of collateral kin; as his grandmother was a concubine, his father was barely acknowledged. Colston's mother was also a concubine, and Colston wasn't even born inside the Moore family.
A memory flashed across Jepherson's mind. The Moore family took Colston in at two when his mother had passed away because of illness.
His father was already not favored and even got another wife after his mother's death; it was a miracle the young child could grow up with no one to rely on.
Jepherson was slightly moved to see Colston before him, knowing he was no simple man. The Moore family had a long history in Capital City, and many talented individuals were in hiding; it would not be easy to force them to retire.
"Mr. Richards," Colston greeted as he walked over, his tone neither haughty nor humble, and he had an imposing air about him.
Jepherson smiled. "Colston Moore?"
"That's me." Colston smiled warmly. He had always been an amiable man. Jepherson's eyes were calm as he tried to conceal the emotions inside him.
The Moore family would never allow any ordinary man to welcome their guests, and Jepherson knew Colston was no ordinary man. He observed Colston smile and wondered if he was honest or only pretending.
"Colston, you are too polite. I came in a hurry today, so I didn't bring any gifts for Old Master Moore. I hope you don't mind."
Colston immediately said, "Please, don't worry. It was abrupt of me to send the invitation at such a late night; forgive me for my lack of courtesy. Please come in, Mr. Richards. It's cold outside."
"Alright." Jepherson stepped forward without hesitation, all under his control.
Colston was aware that if he didn't win this battle, there would be nothing left between him and Louisa.
He turned back to look at Louisa and said, "Louisa, please stay here and wait for Mr. Whalen."
"Alright."
Louisa was wearing Colston's clothes. They didn't have time to put on nice clothes because everything happened all too suddenly, but they didn't care about it either.
Jepherson's eyes gleamed when he overheard their conversation, but he pretended that he didn't hearthem.
The girl, Louisa, was Colston's weak spot.
Jepherson and Colston entered the main hall. After they settled down onto their seats, Ronard dismissed the other people in the room and tended to them himself.
It didn't take long for Zorion to arrive at the Moore family's manor. He got out of the car and straightened his clothes, then turned around and stretched out a hand to Rossie. She withdrew her hand after getting out. Looking around, she asked, "Where is this?"
"The Moore family's manor," Zorion said as he looked at the entrance. Louisa walked out, dressed in Colston's shirt he wore to school. There was nothing showy about her outfit, but Zorion frowned when he noticed her calm demeanor, then glanced at the people around her.
He wondered if something was about to change in the Moore family.
Louisa walked toward the entrance and greeted Zorion and Rossie, "Welcome, Mr. Whalen."
She nodded at Rossie and smiled politely, then looked at Zorion and said, "Colston is with Mr. Richards. He specifically asked me to wait for you two here. Please, come in."
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