717 Restoring The Family’s Glory
“Aww, that was so loud,” Marcel looked down at the chihuahua and then back at Gabriel whose eyes were red with emotion, and said, “You scared Redhead. Lower your voice please, animals are sensitive to noise.”
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Gabriel fired at him, angered by his nonchalance. Does he take him for a fool?
“What do you think I’m doing? I’m a bit lost here, can you remind a little?” Marcel pretended to be oblivious to what he was talking about.
He glared at him, “Don’t play gas with , Marcel!”
“Oh, is it about the war? You don’t need to worry about that, after all, your father volunteered you to lead the way.”
Gabriel looked at his father and the man opened his mouth to defend himself yet ended up stamring instead because of the tension,
“N-no… it’s not… that… I – I ”
Marcel continued, “And did I forget to ntion that your family would be recognized for taking an active stance in this war we are preparing to embark with the Draven Family,”
“That is not right! My father did not promise you anything!” Gabriel retorted and Marcel faked a dramatic gasp.
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“Is that so? Had I been misquoting his words all along?” He reminded him of his father’s words, “The war may be long and gory but it would restore our family’s glory that your great-grandfather Fergus strove to build,”
He didn’t miss a word.
“Aren’t you confident of leading this war or are you just being a coward about it?” Marcel repeated the sa words that Benjamin used on him monts ago and that was when everyone realized what was going on.
They had thought that Marcel had swallowed up the insult, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. This was Marcel having his revenge on them. And Camille who had been quietly watching the drama threw her head back and burst into boisterous laughter.
Daniel should have been here to see his protégé in action. Her stupid brother thought that his son was weak and unworthy of his reputation, but he was wrong. Marcel was slyer and possessed the empathy his father lacked.
At this point, not even Gabriel could speak against Marcel because he just tricked them into a position where they couldn’t even go back on their words and be shad.
“Also,” Marcel told him, “As much as you are older than , I am still the boss here and I would love that you address with respect next ti.”
Gabriel swallowed when he saw the cold dark look in Marcel’s eyes and he found himself nodding his head and sitting his ass back down on the seat without being told to do so. Marcel looked like he was going to murder him.
“Now, where were we?” His dark expression vanished away and was replaced with a friendlier expression, “Oh, about the war.”
The mont Benjamin heard about the war, his heart began to pound hard in his chest. They can’t go to war! That bastard Marcel tricked him! His son can’t be the one leading the war. He was going to lose his only remaining son, no!
“I don’t think that I’m in support of that war?” Camille said and Benjamin released the breath that he had been holding in. It wasn’t over yet, but it was sothing.
“If Eric Draven can offer us sothing substantial that can develop our family business rather than the setback that a war brings, then I am all in.” Camille raised her hand in a vote expecting the others to follow suit and when they didn’t, her narrowed, warning gaze
flickered towards them one after the other.
In no ti, hands were lifted in the air one after the other until it was left for Robert and Benjamin, and their family. As expected, it wasn’t surprising to anyone when Benjamin was the first to bite the bullet.
“I think I might have been a bit hasty in making a decision earlier. But thanks to Camille for opening my eyes,” He chuckled nervously, using the excuse to cover his sha.
However, Camille rely snorted at his pathetic attempt of changing his mind, after all, they all knew that Benjamin had a fickle royalty and could never be trusted.
With Benjamin raising his hand in support, Gabriel and his wife had no choice but to follow his gesture and Robert glared at him intensely.
That pathetic bastard! If only he had held on, then he could have turned the tide in their favor. But now, all eyes were on him and waiting for his decision.
“And what about Daniel?” Robert brought that up, “He’s the leader of the committee and should -”
“Daniel already nullified his vote by being absent in this eting and even if he was here, the number of hands in the air is greater as you can see,” Marcel stopped him right there.
Robert scanned the number of hands in the air and it was as Marcel had said; he was red with embarrassnt.
Marcel arched a brow at him, “So?”
He was defeated.
Seeing that he had no other choice, Robert lifted his hand reluctantly and his sons followed his direction. In the end, the call for trial of Elijah Draven was ruled and a more amicable negotiation was accepted.
“Thanks for your attendance today, the eting is dismissed.” Marcel added, “Although you could stay back for so refreshnt….” He was still saying when Robert’s chair was the first to be pushed back with a squeak and he stord out of the place, followed by his wife and sons.
“I guess no refreshnt then,” Marcel wasn’t even surprised by the outco and relaxed into his seat, stroking Redhead leisurely.
The chihuahua had fallen asleep throughout the chaos and now Marcel hoped that none of them wakes the sleeping dog.
But then, his aunt was standing in front of him the next minute. Camille stared at Marcel and shook her head.
“I hope that is not the child you intend to present to Daniel nine months,” She hinted at the lie he had told Daniel about Arianna being pregnant.
However, Marcel was not worried, after all, he was going to et Redhead’s mother tonight.
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