John did not presently welcome Taggart, who had arrived. He frowned when he saw Pearl's future husband looking at him cynically.
“Good evening, Mr. Taggart,” John said hello and tried to be friendly. Taggart smirked, not intending to reciprocate. He was not going to be pleasant. Ever since he learned about Pearl, he has harbored a deep-seated anger toward his next father-in-law. John was making up stories to fib about.
"Where's Pearl?" Taggart inquired coldly. It doesn't seem friendly, but Taggart is like that.
“What are you looking for her? It is late." Taggart chuckled, still in his sarcasm.
"Seriously?" he asked, seeming to mock them up. Keith glared disapprovingly. He stepped forward to lunge at Taggart. John quickly grabbed his shoulders. In the meantime, Taggart was still casuall
