Chapter 201 The Reputation Of Finnegan
The banquet officially began.
Although Soren wasn’t fond of grand celebrations, Jeremiah and William invited many guests, arranging more than thirty tables for the occasion.
Shortly after the feast began, guests started presenting birthday gifts.
Representing the Langdon family, Mandy gifted a customized calligraphy set. While not extravagantly priced, Soren appreciated the thoughtful gesture.
Influential figures like Gilbert and Winston also presented modest yet practical gifts.
None of these items were particularly expensive as they recognized Soren’s preference for usefulness over opulence.
Indeed, Soren was very pleased with the birthday gifts. So thoughtful of you. Thank you!”
As the number of guests giving gifts dwindled, Bruce, who had deliberately waited until now, shot Timothy a look.
The latter understood and approached with an exquisite wooden box.
Feeling the gaze of everyone, Timothy stood tall and confident.
When he reached the main table, he gave à slight bow. “Old Mr. Caulder, this is a birthday gift from the Jadeborough Zimmermans-a two-hundred-year-old snowleaf worth three million. I wish you good health and happiness in life.”
Millicent proudly remarked, “So far, our family’s gift is the most expensive. Old Mr. Caulder will surely be delighted.”
However, the smiling Soren suddenly became serious and waved his hand, saying, “This item is too valuable. Take it back.”
Huh?
The unexpected rejection left everyone bewildered.
Millicent, wanting to make a splash, was particularly dumbfounded.
Is this old man out of his mind? Why is he rejecting a snowleaf worth three million?
Only now did Finnegan notice them.
A mischievous grin played on the edges of his lips. “Are the Zimmermans really that ostentatious?”
The birthday gifts presented to Soren are merely a token of kind gesture, yet the Zimmermans opted for something extravagant. Do they not realize that Soren, with his standing, values sentiment over material extravagance?
Myla coldly remarked, “It might be tacky, and my grandpa won’t like it. Still, it’s better than some people coming empty-handed, right?”
This remark was a subtle dig at Finnegan.
However, Finnegan pretended not to hear, causing Myla to get a little annoyed.
Timothy was now at a loss, unsure how to respond.
Seeing this, Bruce had to put on a brave face and stand up to approach them. “Old Mr. Caulder, I know you don’t lack these things, but after all, it’s a token of goodwill from the Zimmerman family. Please accept it!”
However, Soren remained firm. “I appreciate your gesture, but this snowleaf is too precious. I won’t take
it.”
“Old Mr. Caulder, but-”
Alas, Soren remained unyielding. “Take it back. I appreciate the sentiment!”
The atmosphere instantly turned awkward. Bruce and Timothy’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Millicent felt her anger rising in her seat.
Having a gift rejected, especially in public, was too embarrassing.
Seeing the amused and mocking looks from many guests, Millicent wished she could find a hole to hide in.
In her heart, she cursed Soren a dozen times.
“Are you the Zimmerman family from Firebird Group” Desmond cautiously spoke as the Zimmerman family was about to become the subject of ridicule.
Bruce had never met Desmond, but the latter was seated at the main table.
Thus, he responded politely, “Yes!”
“How is Bernice Zimmerman related to you?”
Bruce’s curiosity was piqued. “She’s my granddaughter
“So, you’re Bernice’s grandfather,” Desmond exclaimed. Confirming Bruce’s identity, he quickly stood up and warmly extended his hand for a handshake. “I’m Desmond Larkin. Finnegan is my son, and we are in- laws!”
Timothy’s eyes turned wide. “You are Finnegan’s dad?”
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