My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 509 Clarke Family's Prestige

Other people who had watched a "good play" saw that Gloria and Su Mian had left already, so there was no more reason to stay here.

Some people originally wanted to come to talk to Kenny, but looking at his pale face, they all didn't dare to come over.

After those people dispersed, Kenny turned his head to look at Randy.

Now that there were only two of them here, so they didn't have to worry about anything when they talked.

Randy looked at him with sarcasm and an unusually odd smile, "We are the same, so you can't get what I couldn't get either. "

Randy had calculated everything all his life, but in the end, he got nothing.

He and Kenny had long turned against each other, and there was no need to hide his hatred and malice towards Kenny anymore.

However, after hearing just one sentence from Kenny, Randy became dejected and despondent.

"How long has it been since you've seen my aunt last time? " The light tone of Kenny made this sentence sounded like a casual question, but the impact of this statement on Randy was unusually strong.

Randy naturally wanted to meet Manley, but he was also a proud man, and in the end he was defeated by Kenny, and now he looked like a loser, so certainly he didn't want to see Manley like this awkwardly.

Even though he wanted to see her so much, he could just think about it and never dared to go and see her.

Randy clutched the armrests of the wheelchair tightly, his eyes resentfully looking at Kenny and so fierce that he seemed to want to tear Kenny to pieces.

Kenny was pleased with Randy's reaction.

"You must really want to meet her, right? Don't worry; I'll take you there." Kenny bent over and sat down next to Randy, his voice low and slow.

From others' perspective, the two sat together like a normal father and son, and people were whispering together in the distance about how close they were.

"Kenny Clarke! "

Even though their relationship had come to this point, Randy was still concerned that it was a dinner party. Even if he was so angry that he wanted to rip off Kenny, he always kept his voice down so that no one would find out that they had already turned against each other.

Kenny showed a mocking smile, "What a good father to me. "

Even now, Randy would still be concerned about the Clarke family's reputation and prestige.

"If you want to revenge, just come at me, and don't go to Manley. Both of our family names are Clarke, and it won't be good for you to bring down the Clarke family! "

When it came to the Clarke family, the eyes of Randy became sharper and more energetic.

His words were full of warnings.

When Randy was still the Clarke Company's head, Kenny didn't even fear of him, let alone now.

As if he had heard some funny jokes, Kenny stretched his hand on his forehead and laughed for a while before he said, "Let me remind you, dad, Clarke Company is now in my hands, and it's my

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"I'm going to let you live to see the end of your life, just enjoy it. " Kenny said, straightening his suit and standing up, "And now, it's time to take you to see those old friends of yours."

He didn't need to say anything more. Shi Ye had already taken the initiative to go behind the wheelchair and pushed Randy towards the crowd.

For the first time in three years, Randy showed up in front of people.

When Kenny pushed him in, everyone present had a clear view of Randy's current situation.

The Clarke family was one of the top giants in the upper-class society, with great wealth and influence.

More or less, people would take pleasure in other people's misfortune. Among the people present, many of them showed a look of regret on the surface, but in their hearts, they were already happy so much.

As soon as Shi Ye pushed Randy to them, someone took the initiative to come over to talk.

"Hey, Randy, We have come to visit you so many times, but you just refuse to see us. Now your son is so filial, bringing you out to meet us. Otherwise, we don't know when we'll be able to see you. "

"Yes, I admire you so much for having such a filial son..."

"Are you well now? You don't look comfortable. "

"You should come out more often in the future. If you keep staying alone, you may get more and more dismal. "

"With a son as brilliant as Kenny, it's good for you to stay at home and enjoy your old life, but you really should come out often to meet your friends. "

...

Randy endured these people's false concern, while he was cursing these guys in his heart time after time.

He could sense that by saying this false display of affection, they also pleased his son, Kenny.

He realized so clearly that he was no longer that powerful and famous big boss Randy Clarke; he now was just an old, sick, and poor man who couldn't even go out without the wheelchair.

He could only live by relying on others.

Everyone was just flattering Kenny, and no one really cared about his health.

Kenny was silent, taking a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand and leaning aside, without any intention to pay attention to these people.

Didn't Randy care a lot about the Clarke family's face?

In that case, it would be better to let him guard the face of the Clarke family by himself.

Randy had no choice but to be forced by Kenny to deal with these people himself.

"It's fine, Kenny is pretty good to me."

"And I will come out to meet you often from now on..."

Randy's hatred for Kenny was at an all-time high, but now he had to show a smile.

He knew that Kenny was stepping on his pride in the mud, which was even worse than killing him directly.

But, he was not a person who could easily lose, so he could only endure.

Gloria, along with James and Edith, stayed in an inconspicuous corner, silently watching the actions of Kenny.

Edith held a glass of wine in her hand and asked Gloria, "What does Mr. Clarke want to do? "

She had only known before that the Kenny was hosting a dinner party, and hadn't even asked Kenny why he was hosting the dinner party, which to her was just eating and drinking and watching the fun.

"Whatever he does, it has nothing to do with us," Gloria replied to her, sat on the high chair, and asked the waiter to get a glass of wine.

James also followed her and sat down next to her.

As soon as he sat down, Edith looked at him.

From a moment ago, she had been watching James.

James was a clean man, and he completely looked bright and outgoing, with a psychiatrist's rigor between his words and mannerisms.

He was a bit of a contradiction.

Edith witnessed the scene that James helped Gloria, so her prejudice against him had disappeared. She felt a little bit better about him.

She was a little curious and asked James, "Mr. Moore, as a psychiatrist, do you look at other people's small movements and expressions or whatever, and you can easily guess what the person is thinking? "

As Edith spoke, James listened to her with his head sideways in concentration.

When she had finished, James pondered a little before saying, "Miss Hall, what you said, in fact, can be either right or wrong. "