Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Andrew, upon hearing about this matter, had originally planned to leave here for Sicily in the afternoon, but now he has specifically changed his schedule.

He had arranged to have lunch with the Morgan parents, so he hurriedly left in the middle.

Lotus Residence—

Andrew, wearing a very formal suit, sat there looking at the Morgan parents across from him.

Since he had been abroad for many years, he hadn’t met Alan Morgan’s parents.

Looking at them today, there wasn’t much to it.

He had originally thought they were something extraordinary.

Now seeing them, it turns out they’re just wealthy.

Ha ha.

These days, anyone can make money.

Their only advantage doesn’t even exist.

"Dad, Mom."

Shirley Grant looked at these two people. Although she wasn’t happy, she couldn’t forget her manners.

At the dining table, it immediately became very awkward.

"I am Shirley’s brother. I heard she got married, so I invited you out for a meal."

Andrew opened his mouth directly and domineeringly.

The middle-aged couple in front of him actually didn’t need too much face; he had seen many people like them.

Seeing Andrew speak like this, Alan Morgan and Shirley Grant didn’t say anything present.

"You’re her brother? How come I didn’t know Shirley had such a brother?"

Mrs. Morgan had previously investigated Shirley Grant’s family; their family was terribly poor, with many relatives who were not presentable.

Now suddenly a brother pops up, and Mrs. Morgan can see through the truth at a glance.

Seeing Mrs. Morgan say this, Shirley Grant didn’t open her mouth.

On the way here today, Andrew had already said that he would handle everything here, and she just needed to sit there and eat her fill.

"Does the fact that I am her brother need your verdict?"

Andrew, after all, is a seasoned person in the shopping mall; his overwhelming aura is sufficient to make someone like Mr. Morgan a bit anxious.

In response to this, Mr. Morgan couldn’t help but frown.

Instinctively, he knew the man in front of him was no simple character.

"I wonder where you work?"

Mr. Morgan sat upright seriously and spoke his first sentence today.

"Sicily."

Sicily is quite famous.

Mr. Morgan also knows a bit about it; it’s the mafia’s stronghold.

And this man’s intimidating aura makes it obvious that his life in Sicily is anything but simple.

It is very likely this man holds a significant position in Sicily.

"I still don’t know how to address you."

"Andrew."

Andrew couldn’t possibly miss Mr. Morgan’s intent; he guessed that after this meal, he would immediately investigate him.

But it doesn’t matter; he will only know the parts he wants him to know.

"So you’re from Sicily, no wonder I haven’t seen you."

Mr. Morgan made small talk for a couple of sentences, then picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Andrew.

"I am entrusting my sister to the Morgan Family. If I find out that she has been wronged here, I will absolutely not let you off."

Andrew said this and then looked at Alan Morgan.

"Including you."

Even if it’s a good brother, so what?

Letting go is already the last thing he’s doing for a good brother.

If Shirley Grant suffers any grievance here, he will never again consider that little bit of brotherly affections.

"Don’t worry."

Alan Morgan replied earnestly.