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Chapter 488 Apologizing toast and risk their lives

    Chapter 488 Apologizing toast and risk their lives


    "My mother has not been feeling welltely. It''s just a small party, so I don''t want to tire her out."


    Keira smiled adorably with falsepliments, "Mr. Shane, you''re so filial. The Cahan family will


    flourish with you at the helm."


    "Thanks to your kind words."


    Shane smiled perfunctorily.


    The servant who had gone up to look for Anthony soon came running back, "Mr. Shane, Mr. Anthony is


    not in his room. I don''t know where he goes. I can''t find him."


    Shane instantly grimaced and cursed in a low voice, "He''s such a big guy. Can he disappear before the


    party? Hurry up and find him!"


    "Yes yes."


    The servant turned back and ran.


    Chad and Keira exchanged nces.


    Seeming to realize something, Keira hurriedly changed the subject, "Mr. Shane, do you organize the


    party tonight by yourself? It''s borate. Can I ask you for advice?"


    Chad also said, "What''s wrong? Why don''t you look too happy tonight?"


    Shane withdrew his malicious gaze and continued to smile perfunctorily.


    He was about to answer Keira''s question when he saw the butler running towards him in a hurry.


    "Mr. Shane ..."


    The butler was stopped midway by Lyra, "Tom, where''s Reba? Why don''t I see her? She usually


    loves this kind of lively asion."


    In front of Lyra, the butler could only restrain her anxious look, "Miss Reba should still be in her


    room doing make-up and dressing. Mr. Shane bought her a new pair of crystal earrings the other day.


    Probably, she''s still struggling with which set to wear."


    Lyra smiled warmly, "So it is."


    "Yes Mrs. White, I have some urgent business I need to tell Mr. Shane. Excuse me for a moment."


    The butler moved two steps to the side, and Lyra followed him to block the line of sight between him


    and Shane tightly.


    "Tom, Cahan Residence is a big ce. I can''t find Reba''s room. Could you please take me


    there?"


    "This ..."


    Lyra continued, "All the servants are unfamiliar to me. I don''t know any of them. Only you''re the most


    cordial. Shane is busy greeting guests. Forget about the urgent matters. Wait until the party is over."


    The butler was torn for a while, and inclined his head to watch Shane''s side from afar.


    Seeing that Shane''s attention had beenpletely drawn to Chad and Keira, the butler could only give


    up.


    "All right Mrs. White, please follow me."


    "Thanks."


    A minuteter, Anthony walked slowly out of the vi. He first stood by the door, looked around the


    people in the garden, and finally settled on Malcolm.


    Malcolm seemed to sense his gaze immediately, and the two men exchanged a silent nce.


    Shane, who was still being dragged around by Chad and Keira, was running out of patience.


    When he saw Anthony appear, he immediately dismissed Chad and Keira and walked over at a steady


    pace to question him, "What took you so long to get down here? Where have you been?"


    Anthony lowered his head and obediently replied, "I don''t know what''s going on. My stomach doesn''t


    feel too good, so I went to the toilet. It took too long."


    After all, this was a basic human need, and although Shane was very dissatisfied, it was not good to


    scold him in front of so many people.


    It took a moment to digest his displeasure before Shane continued, "How are things going? Tonight will


    only be a sess. You have no chance of failure, understand?"


    "Yes, Shane, don''t worry. I''ll execute it perfectly."


    Shane, who was barely satisfied with his attitude, grunted twice.


    When it was time for the official opening of the party, Shane switched back to his kind smile in a second


    and headed for the stage.


    Lyra also took Reba, who was finally freshened up, downstairs with her.


    Guests from upper circles were sitting by the round tables.


    Shane delivered a well-mannered five-minute weing speech.


    Anthony just stood quietly by and yed the role of the good little brother.


    Tonight was a formal asion. He shaved off the beard, and looked quite young again.


    Although his weathered face was much rougher than before, in the dim light of the night, it was not


    obvious to see his face which was still as dazzling as before.


    At the end of his speech, Anthony went from table to table with a toast at Shane''s direction.


    With Malcolm''s status in Crana, he was naturally the first to be toasted.


    Anthony slowly walked to the table. Shane also followed silently behind, as a good brother who worried


    that his younger brother did not do good enough.


    "Mr. Malcolm, too many things have separated me from you. And those things, too, are all caused


    because I am too ignorant. Tonight I personally make a toast to you to show my apology. I hope you


    can forget the past and drink with me."


    Anthony smiled, brought the expensive red wine from a servant''s tray behind him, and a empty ss,


    and then poured it for Malcolm himself.


    The unidentified white powder, along with the movement of pouring, was silently fell into the dark red


    aromatic wine.


    Shane, who was right behind him, caught his small movements in his eyes and regained calmness.


    "Mr. Malcolm, please take this ss of wine. Let all that has gone be past."


    Malcolm was indifferent, did not answer, did not speakpletely as if he was air.


    Anthony handed the ss to Lyra again, "Rara, Mr. Malcolm refuses to ept my apology. I hear that


    he listens to you the most. Can you please help me persuade Mr. Malcolm for the sake of our


    friendship?"


    In this scene, Lyra was the peacemaker.


    She turned her head to Malcolm, "Honey, just one ss of wine, it means nothing. If you don''t drink it,


    his toasting process tonight will be stuck here."


    "Drink it. Or you drink it half and I''ll have the rest?"


    For Lyra''s sake, Malcolm agreed with reluctance.


    Anthony bent over respectfully and held up the ss of apology with both hands.


    When Malcolm reached for it, Lyra stopped him and drank half of it first, as she had just agreed to do.


    When she drank, Anthony lowered his eyes. With the dim but nice colored lights at the garden, no one


    could see his look, but could feel that he was calm.


    Shane frowned and was keenly aware that something was wrong.


    Only after Anthony had finished walking around the tables and thoughtfully toasted each guests did


    Shane pull him to a quiet corner and ask in a soft voice, "Are you up to something?"


    Anthony didn''t understand, "What do you mean?"


    Shane sneered, "I know your nature. Lyra is just a lifelong pursuit for you. How can you watch her drink


    that ss of wine and do nothing about it?"


    That drug was forbidden here in this country and bought back from abroad. And the effect was very


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    strong.


    Facing with the woman he loved drinking half a ss of wine in order to help him out, Anthony


    surprisingly did not have the slightest intention to stop her.


    This made Shane suspicious immediately.


    The garden was filled with the giggles of the guests. And at the quiet corners, a few bodyguards were


    standing guard.


    Shane was furious and immediately grabbed him by the neck, "If you make fun of me, I can make you


    back home in style and I can make you feel the torture of hell again!"


    Anthony forced himself to endure the suffocating pain and replied while remaining calm.


    "I didn''t stop her because I want them both, together, to die!"
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