The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back (Paisley) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Upon hearing Nathaniel’s words, the Beaumont family members present didn’t think much of it. They knew all too well what kind of person Nathaniel was.

Since he was young, he had been reckless, enjoying food, drink, fun, and chasing women,

Morris brought it up just to deepen Nathaniel’s image as a reckless playboy in front of Max and Byron. Sure enough, after hearing this, Byron’s face darkened.

Max’s expression remained indifferent, betraying no emotion.

Peter’s face turned a deep shade of iron, and he instinctively glanced at William’s family. Seeing their barely contained smiles, his expression grew even darker.

Although Byron hadn’t fully relinquished control, Peter was already the recognized head of the family, both within the family and externally.

He had three children, the first two of whom caused him little worry and were already helping him with the company. Only the youngest, Nathaniel, brought him embarrassment.

No one in the room was interested in Nathaniel’s love interest, after all, with his behavior, what kind of decent girl would he like? Birds of a feather flock together.

Only Diana seemed particularly concerned about this matter. She looked at Morris and asked, “Who is the woman Nathaniel likes? What’s her name, and what does she do?”

She had no other demands for Nathaniel except for him to settle down, find a good girl, and live a peaceful life.

“What kind of good girl could he possibly like?” Peter scowled, unwilling to continue this topic. It would only make him look worse and further anger Byron. But Diana wouldn’t let it go. She insisted on knowing.

Morris, eager to share, thought for a moment, I think he met her while riding horses in Lynford. What was her name again? I can’t remember right now.”

Byron snorted coldly, “Anyone that bastard Nathaniel likes is definitely no good girl.”

Peter also felt embarrassed. He knew that in some foreign places, there were riding clubs that actually ran shady businesses. What kind of decent girl would Nathaniel meet in a place like that? He glared at his wife angrily, signaling her to stop pursuing this topic.

Max, feeling like an outsider, wasn’t interested in Nathaniel’s love life. After finishing his coffee, he stood up and nodded to Byron. “Uncle, I’m leaving now. Please let me know if there’s any news.”

“Alright.” Byron didn’t try to stop him.

Everyone except Byron stood up and saw Max off. There was no choice. He was of the same generation as Peter. Everyone else had to show respect.

Besides, the Montera family was at the center of power, with considerable influence in the political world. In recent years, under Dominick’s leadership, the Vanderbilt family in Harrowfell had been gradually surpassing the Beaumont family.

Just like now, with a single call, Dominick could have Nathaniel exiled from the Beaumont family. So, to maintain the balance, the Beaumont family had to ally with the Montera family.

When Max got in his car and left, and the Beaumont family members began dispersing, Morris suddenly remembered something. “Oh. I remember now. The woman Nathaniel likes is called Paisley.”

Hearing the name, both Diana and Morris‘ wife Julia exchanged a glance.

They had attended a charity auction hosted by Crown & Culture, so they were familiar with the name Paisley. She was hardly an improper woman. In fact, she was an artist.

The ladies‘ association, as the name suggests, was a gathering for the wives of influential people. Everyone was in the same circle and knew each other. It was partly a way to chat and pass the time, and partly a way to help their families with social connections.

Also, not just anyone could get into the ladies‘ association. You had to be recommended by an elder and get the approval of at least half of the members. Otherwise, they wouldn’t invite you again.

Lauren came alone to the ladies‘ association in the end. Recently, the Vanderbilt family had been going through a lot, so she hadn’t been attending many of these gatherings.

Laurence’s return after a long time naturally became the center of attention for the wives.

Lauren looked around but couldn’t find Diana. “Where’s Diana?” she asked.

“Diana hasn’t been coming much lately, don’t know what happened with the Beaumont family, someone said.

Some curious wives, unable to figure out what had happened with the Beaumont family, hoped to get Lauren to spill the beans.

Lauren and Diana were college classmates, and they’d always had a tense relationship. Because they were both the matriarchs of two big families, they were often compared to each other.

Lauren chuckled. “Except for her troublesome youngest son, what else could it be?”

At the mention of Nathaniel, the wives smiled but didn’t say anything. Everyone in the circle knew that Diana’s youngest son was a handful.

“Oh, how lively! What are you all talking about?” Diana walked in late, with her daughter–in–law, Julia, by her side.