The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1917

Mr. Laurent ignored Serena and headed straight for the study.

Although she was disgraced by his actions, the servants of the Laurent family knew how arrogant and arrogant Klaus was. All of them stood by and waited, not daring to let out a single breath.

This was exactly what Mr. Laurent wanted.

He knocked directly on the door of the study.

Amor naturally knew what was going on outside. On the one hand, he felt gratified and proud of his son, but on the other hand, he was a little angry.

No matter what, Serena was his woman but his son did not care at all. As a father, he didn't look good either.

Therefore, Amor didn't say anything.

This was equivalent to giving Klaus a head-on blow.

Klaus laughed coldly.

"Father, are you sure you want to pretend to be dead? Then I'll leave. I'm very busy. It's not that every time you call me, I'll have time to come back. So if there's nothing important next time, don't let those people call me in a hurry. Otherwise, I would have thought that I was coming back for a funeral."

Amor was instantly enraged by these words.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Come in!"

With a furious roar, the door of the study opened and the butler appeared in front of Mr. Laurent.

"Mr. Laurent!"

The butler did not dare to address Mr. Laurent as Klaus. He had been working for Amor since the very beginning, so he naturally understood that all of Klaus' confidence and arrogance had been earned by himself. It really had nothing to do with the Laurent family.

The reason why Amor had called him back was that he had his own selfish motives.

Therefore, the butler was extremely respectful towards this illegitimate son.

Klaus looked at him without anyone noticing, nodded, and entered the study.

Amor's study was filled with the fragrance of books. However, Klaus had only used his toes to grab a chair and sit on it. His long, golden legs were immediately placed on Amor's desk. His posture and demeanor made him seem as if he was a rich playboy, but his aura was something that no one dared to ignore.

Looking at his youngest son, Amor's brows furrowed slightly. He then looked at his attitude and couldn't help but say, "Put your feet down! What do you think? The descendants of the Laurent family are all..."

"I haven't been taught by you since I was a child, so isn't it a little late to tell me these things now?"

Klaus' words made Amor feel a little angry.

"Are you blaming me for not caring about you since you were young?"

"How would I dare? Just for the sake of you giving me this life, didn't I need you to summon me back? Although I really don't like to come to this place, the place my mother wants to enter all her life may not be the place I want to come. You'd better know this."

Klaus' gaze was cold as he looked at Amor. He wasn't afraid of him at all, and there was even a hint of provocation and anger in his eyes.