
The presence of Chrysanthemum Ares as invisible and ignored. At this moment, his cold gaze landed on the Chrysanthemum Helma. He secretly warned her. This stupid problem has already reached this point. If Soma Haruka and Marina Yon are not satisfied with the apology of her mother and sister, the Chrysanthemum family would only be more humiliated today and he would become the laughingstock of the people from the upper class.
Chrysanthemum Helma gritted her teeth. In her heart, she hated Marina Yon and Soma Haruka even more. He made up his mind and wanted to kneel.
"Before that, let's be clear." Marina Yon reminded him. "You are the one who wants to kneel. I did not force you to do so and never said that I would forgive you if you kneeled down. Make sure you remember it well."
Marina Yon was an arrogant person and the typical cold eyes of the Yon family were perfect for her arrogance. Instead of giving a silly vibe when he said the cliche words of a villain, he looked very beautiful and charming, like an evil noble who had high self-esteem.
"That's right. If apologizing is fair enough, then we no longer need the law." Soma Haruka nodded in agreement. "Whether the victim forgives or not is entirely up to him. No one can force a victim to do anything she doesn't want to do."
The Chrysanthemum Helma did not know whether to kneel or not. He maintained his slightly bent knee posture, neither kneeling nor standing. He was so angry and held her back, that his entire body trembled.
"Since you refuse to forgive us, then forget it!" A hint of cruelty flashed in the eyes of Chrysanthemum Ares. Then he sighed as if helpless. "This apology is to express the firm stance of our Chrysanthemum family regarding this matter. I hope you can see that the Chrysanthemum Helma has changed a lot. He won't make the same mistake again."
"So you won't kneel?" A hint of disappointment flashed across Marina Yon's face. He wanted to see the Chrysanthemum Helma, who liked to be two-faced, kneel before him and apologize. He even wanted someone to take a photo of the kneeling Chrysanthemum Helma, so that when he was in a bad mood, he could see the photo for his mood to instantly improve.
"Forget it then. If you don't want to kneel, then don't kneel. I won't forgive you either because I don't want to." Marina Yon waved her hand out of boredom. "Sister-in-law, since it seems like I'm no longer needed here, then I'll go find my friends."
"Okay, go." Soma Haruka nodded. After Marina Yon left, she slightly nodded at the three members of the Chrysanthemum family as she said, "Auntie, if nothing else, I will go somewhere else. There are still many other guests I have to meet." With that, he turned around and walked into the crowd.
Ares Chrysanthemum stared at his back, the corner of his lips slowly rising, revealing an excited yet determined smile. Soma Haruka's appearance did not only anger him. Instead, it made him feel the excitement of hunting. He felt his blood boiling as he planned how he could make the red rose his own.
He wanted to pluck out the thorns that surrounded the rose little by little and make her submit to him. She wanted to make him beg and cry under her body. Just thinking about that scene alone had already excited him.
"My daughter, don't worry. Your mother and brother will avenge you,." Aunt Namira Chrysan felt sorry for her daughter as she hugged her and comforted her, "You just wait and see. They won't be happy like this for a long time and what you imagine will soon become reality!"
After all, the Yon family status holder was not present. Not many guests needed Soma Haruka to entertain them other than the young socialite who was indeed attracted by her from the Asrahan family banquet. What was surprising was that the Asrahan family heir group came to meet Soma Haruka with a gift.
Old Master Asrahan only had two sons. The eldest son and his wife had died in a car accident a few years ago, leaving only their children, Helena Asrahan and Ronald Asrahan. Ronald Asrahan became a doctor with outstanding medical skills. He doesn't seem interested in business. On the contrary, Helena Asrahan was rather talented in it. So that their position in the family is quite vulnerable since Old Master Asrahan began preparing for his retirement.
"Mrs Yon!" Helena Asrahan greeted with enthusiasm. When he saw Soma Haruka, he approached her enthusiastically and said, "For a long time no see."
Soma Haruka had a good impression of the Asrahan family because of Helena Asrahan. He was young, but he was meticulous in dealing with matters. She will be a strong woman in the future.
"At that time, grandfather's attitude was disrespectful because his favorite orchid was damaged. I hope Madam Yon doesn't mind this." Helena Asrahan handed over the gift and explained with a smile, "Now that grandfather has calmed down, he specifically asked us to come today and apologize. I hope that Lady Yon and Miss Marina Yon can forgive our mistakes in hosting the previous banquet."
Guests can only gasp. All they knew was that the background Soma Haruka had was irrelevant. He came from the slums and his real father did not send him to school. Seeing Ken's family and Asrahan's family being friendly to him made the hierarchical order between them both biased and strange. Soma Haruka beat Ken Bara's sister to death and Old Lord Asrahan's orchid was destroyed by Marina Yon, but they were still kind to the Yon family, especially to Soma Haruka.
The crowd began to wonder if Soma Haruka actually had a strong background they did not know about. Was it while he was living in the slum district that he met some retirees and raised him as heir or something? Those who were immersed in thought had even thought of a conspiracy.
Ronald Asrahan is a grandson who is proud of the Asrahan family for his genius and Ken Bara is also a genius who at a very young age, he can be in charge of his family business.
Together with Daniel Yon, they were the three geniuses that would sustain the Central District in the future. Thinking the golden generation of the three great families would gather and mingle. People cannot not conspire.