The Supreme Son-in-Law

Chapter 6: The Elders of the Walker Family

"Mia, I'm just saying, how can you let your husband go out looking so shabby? Is your family really in such dire straits? And that dress you're wearing, isn't it just some cheap knock-off worth a few hundred bucks?" Harry sneered with satisfaction, "You two are quite the pair, daring to show up in such pitiful attire."

"See this suit I'm wearing? It's a custom piece from a master at the Naples Suit Factory in Italy. It cost me a whopping $50,000."

"Gasp!"

"Oh my God, $50,000? Isn't that equivalent to three or four hundred thousand in local currency?"

The crowd gasped in unison, with many young women showing expressions of shock. A catch of the century, indeed! Marrying him would mean a life of luxury and high society, draped in designer brands.

Mia's face turned ghostly pale. Her evening dress was indeed a $2,000 knock-off, a far cry from a $50,000 suit.

The thought of such a price for clothing was beyond her imagination.

As the mocking eyes of the crowd bore into her, Mia felt as if she were walking on pins and needles, her face draining of color. She stood frozen, feeling like a clown under everyone's scrutiny.

At that moment, Christopher stepped forward, reaching out to touch Harry's suit.

"Whoa, back off!" Harry jumped in surprise, quickly cursing, "You filthy pauper, did you even wash your hands? If you dirty it, can you afford to pay for it?"

Christopher chuckled lightly, "You claim this suit is a custom piece from the Naples Suit Factory in Italy. But tell me, which factory is this 'Naples' you speak of? You don't even know where your suit was made, so how can you prove it's genuine?"

"I... I must have remembered wrong. This suit is indeed a custom piece from the Naples Suit Factory," Harry tried to maintain his composure.

"Ha..." Christopher laughed coldly, "Then which master designed your suit?"

"I... I..." Harry was at a loss. How on earth would he know the name of the designer?

"You don't know, do you?" Christopher patted his shoulder, "Allow me to enlighten you. If I'm not mistaken, this suit should be designed by Ciro Panoe, the founder of the Naples Suit Factory. Each of his suits is unique in the world, with no duplicates. Moreover, the fabrics they use are the finest globally. Your suit feels rough, and the seams on the shoulders are coming apart. Also, custom suits don't have labels. Could you kindly remove the cheap tag from your collar?"

"The suit you're wearing is nothing but a counterfeit, not even worth as much as my wife's $2,000 dress. Strutting around in that suit, are you assuming no one in the Walker Family can tell the difference? Or do you think we're all a bunch of ignorant bumpkins? Do you think we're easy to fool?"

Christopher's barrage of questions left Harry speechless, his face flushing a deep crimson.

Silence. The entire room was dead quiet!

Everyone was stunned, not expecting Harry's suit to be a cheap knock-off, and even more surprised that Christopher could deliver such a speech!

"And let me tell you, my wife doesn't fuss over clothes. But when it comes to her jewelry, she's got high standards," Christopher said, casting a glance at Mia. "The necklace she's wearing is the legendary 'Castle in the Sky.' If you haven't heard of it, just Google Alan, the French master jeweler, and you'll see what I mean."

Someone eager to know more quickly whipped out their phone to search, and was instantly floored. "Oh my God, 'Castle in the Sky' is the final masterpiece by the renowned French jeweler Alan Walker. It was auctioned off last year at Gulf Auction House for a jaw-dropping 20 million dollars!"

"Wow!"

His words rippled through the crowd, sparking a wave of astonishment.

"Oh my God, 'Castle in the Sky,' it's really 'Castle in the Sky.' It's absolutely stunning."

"Look at that sapphire! They say Master Alan selected it from thousands of sapphires."

Everyone was dumbfounded. Although none had seen the real 'Castle in the Sky' before, the brilliant blue sapphire on the necklace was enough to show its immense value.

Comparing it with the information found online, it was identical. This... this necklace was real!

Wow, she's just casually wearing a $20 million necklace around her neck!

Mia instantly became the star of the show, with the women present flocking around her just to catch a glimpse of the necklace's "true beauty."

"Wow, it's so beautiful," they exclaimed with envy.

Mia couldn't help but glance at Christopher, suddenly seeing him in a new light. For the first time in two years, she looked at him so intently.

However, Mia thought that Christopher, being a creature of habit, must have secretly looked up the information on his phone earlier to know all this.

Watching Mia soak up the spotlight, Harry erupted in a fit of hysteria, "You're talking nonsense! What I'm wearing is genuine!"

"Heh..." Christopher chuckled, saying nothing more.

"Slap!"

A sharp sound echoed.

Christopher's face throbbed with pain as he instinctively covered it.

Jessica's slap came out of nowhere, striking hard and without warning, leaving Christopher no time to react.

In a heartbeat, the estate fell into a stunned silence, and all eyes turned towards them.

"You... you useless fool, what nonsense are you spouting here? Hurry up and apologize to Harry!" Jessica scolded angrily.

Didn't this fool realize Harry was the Walker matriarch's favorite? The entire Walker family's power was in her hands.

If they crossed Harry, how could their family hope to have a good life?

"Mom, why did you hit him?" Mia stepped out from the crowd, standing in front of Jessica.

No matter how much she disliked Christopher, if it weren't for him stepping in earlier, she would have been the laughingstock of the night.

"Stay out of this. It has nothing to do with you!" Jessica pushed Mia aside.

Christopher's face throbbed with pain, but the only solace he found was in Mia's actions.

In the two years since he joined the family, this was the first time Mia had ever stood up for him.

Christopher smiled, giving Mia a lingering look before turning to leave.

"Where... where are you going?" Jessica fumed, jabbing her finger at Christopher's retreating back. "Get back here and apologize!"

As Jessica's harsh words echoed behind him, Christopher's smile turned icy, and he picked up his pace.

Suddenly, the estate's heavy gates creaked open, revealing an elderly lady stepping out.

"Is everyone here?"

The formidable matriarch of the Walker Family, supported by her granddaughter, made her way to the platform in the estate.

Her presence commanded silence, as every eye in the room locked onto the dignified figure on stage.

"The Walker Family is flourishing, and I see vitality in each of you," she said, clearly in good spirits. "Don't be silent now, enjoy the food and drinks. I have an announcement to make."

Unable to stand for long, she gracefully eased into a plush seat with help, and continued, "Rumor has it, someone of great significance from the Bennett Family will take the helm at Vision Entertainment tomorrow."

"Wait, Vision Entertainment is getting a new president?"

"No way, isn't the current president the son of the Bennett Family's head?"

"Who could be more important than the Bennett Family's heir?"

The room buzzed with speculation about the new president set to arrive the next day.

"Could it be an elder from the Walker Family?" someone speculated.

With 60% of their ventures in entertainment, a partnership with the Bennetts could catapult the Walker Family to new heights.

However, collaborating with Vision Entertainment was a high bar to clear, and a third-rate family like the Walkers typically couldn't qualify. After all, Vision Entertainment was backed by the top family in the Southern River District, the Bennetts.

Yet, the Walker Family was determined to seize the opportunity.

The matriarch surveyed the crowd and slowly asked, "Who among you is ready to negotiate with Vision Entertainment? Succeed, and you'll be hailed as a hero of the Walker Family, with rewards aplenty!"