Jim rolled his eyes at Joshua. "Does your son listen to everything you say?"
Joshua contemplated this for a moment, then replied," Yes, they do, and they never call me Mr. Lynch." 3
Jim rolled his eyes once more and snapped," Whatever."
Soon, the chicken that Harvey had ordered was served.
One of Malcolm's men, who had disguised himself as the waiter, 'accidentally' bumped into Luna and placed multiple tracking devices onto her clothes without her noticing.
Harvey munched on the fried chicken and deliberately splattered oil onto Luna's clothes. Then, h e picked up a tissue and helped her wipe her clothes clean while surreptitiously removing the tracking devices from her.
Malcolm furrowed his brows as he watched Harvey cleaning Luna. "Harvey, didn't your dad...teach you table manners?"
The Landry family was wealthy, and as the master of the Landry family, how could Jim educate his son so poorly and raise him without table manners?
"Nope." Harvey shrugged as he continued eating. "In terms of educating his children, Mr. Landry is..."
He suddenly lifted his head to glance at Malcolm and exclaimed, “Just as useless as you are, Uncle Malcolm!"
Jim's expression darkened as soon as he heard this.
However, Malcolm's expression looked even more murderous than his.
On the other hand, Luna thought that Harvey was just being cheeky. She let out a small smile and gently wiped his mouth for him. "You can’t say things like this, Harvey. It's very hurtful."
Harvey feigned innocence and asked, "Did I...hurt Uncle Malcolm's feelings?"
The color drained from Malcolm's face.
However, he picked up his cup and took a small sip as he replied, "No, you didn't. Uncle Malcolm isn't as tightly wound as you think."
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