The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1986

Your Opinion Is Important

Clayton was concentrating on feeding Chatty. They recently started adding complementary foods to her diet, and she was quite picky, which was quite a headache for all of them.

However, Clayton was very patient and coaxed Chatty slowly. Whenever Chatty took a small bite, Clayton would praise her to no end.

It was pure flattery.

Clayton frowned. "I don’t know. Let's see what Dad thinks about it."

What Clayton meant was that it all depends on whether Floyd wanted to keep a relationship with the Lindstrom family.

Clayton had already learned a lot about

Medianian's way of interaction during his time here.

Floyd hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Let them in.”

Although they did not interact with the Lindstroms, they were all in the business circle, so it was hard to completely avoid them.

If they turned the Lindstroms away at this time, it was no different from adding insult to injury.

The butler went out to invite the Lindstroms in.

They could not continue to eat at this time. Kai stayed behind to take care of the kids with Julie's help, and the others went to the living room.

Nicole did not intend to meet the

Lindstroms because she stood on Lumi's side in the matter of Lumi and Samuel's divorce.

Thus, her position was a bit awkward.

However, the Lindstroms were most likely here for Clayton, and Nicole wanted to know what was going on.

Samuel’s parents brought a car full of gifts and placed them at the door.

Floyd laughed. "It's not a holiday. Why are you guys bringing so many gifts?"

Mr. and Mrs. Lindstrom walked forward with a smile.

"Hey, buddy. I’ve wanted to come and visit you for a long time. I'm also retired, so we should find time to go fishing together..."

Floyd smiled perfunctorily.

Mrs. Lindstrom could barely keep up her smile. She put a lot of makeup on her face, but that still could not hide her paleness and the worry in her eyes.

Nicole could see clearly from the side, but Clayton sat there quietly to make tea using the technique that Floyd just taught him.

Mr. Lindstrom paused, held Floyd's h?a.: QMQ=, and said with hesitation, "Floyd, I need your help. You must help me!”

Floyd said, "See, I knew that you wouldn’t come here for nothing. Just say what you want to say."

Mr. Lindstrom looked distressed. He glanced at Clayton, who was sitting there, and did not know what to say for a moment.

In the end, Mrs. Lindstrom could not help it and sobbed as she said, "Floyd, you know that we only have one son in our family. We didn't teach him well, so he was riddled with scandals before he went abroad. I thought that sending him abroad to oversee our business would calm him down, but... But he's now in danger and couldn't come back.”

Floyd looked stunned and was a little shocked.

"Huh?"

He did not know what happened.

Mrs. Lindstrom’s tears streamed down her face.

"Some time back, a terrorist leader wanted to swallow our family's oil business. As you know, our business in the domestic market isn't doing very well, and we aren't so capable of managing it. So, our wealth depends on our oil business abroad. My dad incidentally bought it when he was abroad back then, and we relied on this to keep our family afloat. But that terrorist wanted to rob us and was so unreasonable. They looted the place, started fires, and even killed people. Samuel has been busy dealing with this matter abroad, and we couldn’t get in touch with him recently..."

There was silence in the living room.

Mr. Lindstrom sighed and could not help but look at Clayton.

"Floyd, I know that your son-in-law has some connections in South Africa. Mr. Sloan, can you please help us out and inquire about Samuel's whereabouts? We don't need to keep our oil business. We just want Samuel to come home safely..."

Mr. Lindstrom's words were pleading.

Floyd looked at Clayton and did not rush to speak.

Clayton paused for a second. His hand that was pouring tea paused slightly. His wrist was clean and firm, and his exposed and muscular forearm was a sight to behold.

He raised his eyes, looked at Floyd, and then at Mr. Lindstrom.

"Dad, Mr. Lindstrom, I'm a legit businessman and have no dealings with terrorists.”