I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 109

Michael's high-pitched voice was heard by everyone in the room.

There was a sudden burst of noise among the guests.

"What? Did the Larsons get the invitation letter? That's impossible!"

"Oh my god! The Larsons are going to be prosperous!"

"Why does it seem unbelievable to me? Could they forge the invitation letters?"

"Haha! I don't believe they're real either! If Ethan discovers that they're fabricated, the Larsons will be humiliated!"

In the midst of the crowd's chatter, Henry looked at Ethan with a puzzled expression and said, "My beloved grandson-in-law. Take a look...Are they real?"

Before Ethan could speak, Ysabel said sharply.

"How can this be true? The Larsons do not have the same connections as the Wynns, so how can they obtain a genuine invitation letter? This is completely bogus!"

When Clarence touched the gilded handwriting on the invitation letter, it felt as noble and silky as touching real gold.

He was feeling uneasy. It would be far too realistic to be considered a forgery.

"My son-in-law, this must be fake, right?"

Clarence inquired, his voice trembling.

Ethan's face was grim as he examined the invitation letter repeatedly.

His pupils shook violently, as if a 12-magnitude earthquake had struck!

He had seen the two invitation letters obtained by the Windsors, and they were clearly identical to the one in his hand right now.

There was no difference!

Therefore, this meant that the Larsons' invitation letters were genuine!

"This... How is this possible..."

Ethan's face was pallid!

He couldn’t figure out how a mere second-class family could have received five invitations!

On the other hand, the Windsors, despite their dignity, only received two invitations after fighting so hard for them.

This was simply unbelievable!

Seeing Ethan's sour face as if he had eaten dead flies, Clarence trembled inexplicably.

"What's the matter, Ethan? Could it be...

Could it be that the invitation letters are real?"

"Yes... Yes, they're real..." Ethan responded with a gloomy expression.

Bam!

As soon as he finished his sentence, the whole audience was shocked!

Everyone's jaw dropped to the ground in disbelief!

The Larsons' five invitation letters were all real!

The guests looked at each other, and they were stupefied!

Thump, thump, thump...

As if struck by lightning, Henry took a few steps back and questioned in a hoarse voice, "Really? They're real? These invitation letters are actually real?!"

"Yes..."

Ethan was so reluctant to admit it!

However, the truth was there, and denying it was pointless!

Everything will be revealed when the Larsons attend the bidding conference the following day!

It would be humiliating if the invitation letters were forgeries!

"What... It turns out to be real..."

Clarence felt dizzy, and the world was spinning in front of him!

He held the invitation letters in both hands and asked Michael, with a pale face, "Mr...

Mr. Larson, how did you do it?"

Looking around at the shocked and envious looks on the faces of those around him, and then at the Wynns' bitter faces, Michael almost wanted to laugh out loud!

"These five invitation letters are all given by my son-in-law!" he exclaimed, pointing to Kingsley.

Woah!

As soon as Michael's voice fell, the entire ballroom erupted!

Everyone in the ballroom!

Each and every one of them!

Everyone's hearts were racing as if they were being hit by raging waves.

Megan looked at Ysabel in a provocative manner and said triumphantly.

"You with the surname Joslin! Didn't you say my son-in-law is a loafer? Right in your face!"

Ysabel was completely taken aback!

Her facial muscles continued to twitch. "This... This should not be... Is he not an orphan? How could he have such extraordinary abilities?"

"We're mistaken. We are well aware that we are mistaken. You and Keene can do whatever you want in the future, and we

will not interfere!"

Henry and Clarence stood silently beside them, their faces pale.

If it weren’t for so many people watching, they would probably have knelt down long ago!

Kingsley glanced at Ysabel coldly, "Treat Keene well in the future."

"Yes, yes!" she exclaimed repeatedly, "From now on, Keene is my queen and I will serve her well! I will never dare to provoke her again!"

Kingsley didn’t look at her at all, instead focusing on Henry, Clarence, and the others.

"And you, too. Restrain yourself. For the sake of you being Reene's family, I'll let you

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Henry's body swayed slightly, and his wrinkled face couldn’t stop twitching!

Meanwhile, Clarence had an expression as dark as a burnt pan!

However, neither of them dared to talk back to Kingsley anymore!

They could only grit their teeth and nod.

"We understand..."

Kingsley was too lazy to respond to these people. So, he smiled directly and said to Keene, "Keene, let's go have something to , N

eat.

After saying that, he brought Cecelia and Keene into the ballroom.

As soon as he left, everyone followed suit.

Everyone wore a flattering smile on their faces, and they kept complimenting him!

The Wynns and Ethan were left standing in their original spots with long faces!

Ethan clenched his teeth tightly, and his fists were about to explode.

This was the treatment he should have received!

However, the limelight was stolen by that d*mn orphan!

He was almost bursting at the seams with rage!

"As the Young Master of the Windsors, I have never heard of such a number one person in Clapolis! Besides, isn't he from a welfare institution? How could he be so capable?"

When Clarence heard this, his eyes lit up immediately. "My son-in-law, do you mean that those invitation letters were not retrieved by Kingsley?"