Located in the northwest corner of the wealthy area of the Chaos City, Molton Manor occupies a very large area, and the gray and white architectural style is luxurious, but the square architectural style and single color also look a little serious and rigid.

At the beginning of the day, the servants in the manor went in and out with serious expressions, their footsteps falling silently, and there was no verbal exchange between them, as if they were staging a mime.

In a luxurious hall, a dozen people dressed in fancy clothes sat around a long mahogany ring table, each with a fried steak in front of them, accompanied by caviar, but everyone's hands were placed under the table, and no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

The crystal chandelier above lit the entire hall with oil lamps, and several servants stood with their hands tied to the side, with some serious expressions on the side.

Jeffrey sat in the first place, his eyes swept over his wife Denise Marquis, who was sitting next to him, paused on his second son Cyril, who was sitting next to his wife with his head slightly bowed, and skipped past his daughter-in-law next to him, and fell on his eldest son, Lance, who was sitting a little farther away and sitting in a straight position.

The eldest son, who was known for his stubbornness in the City of Chaos, did not dare to look at him, Jeffrey's brows furrowed, swept over the eldest grandson Miki who was sitting beside him, and finally fell on the girl wearing a gauze hat who was sitting at the end, and said with some displeasure: "When eating, if you don't have a face to take off, then don't sit at the table, the people of the Morton family are never afraid of the eyes of others." ”

Everyone's eyes looked at the girl sitting in the corner.

"Sister Gloria is afraid that her shocking appearance will scare us, but I haven't seen that beautiful sister in years." Hety, who was sitting next to Cyril, pouted, and her words were a little mocking, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with a fairly good appearance and heavy makeup.

"yes, I remember my sister when I was a child." The twin sister Herni, who was sitting next to her, also nodded, and the two looked almost identical, staring at the girl in the corner with burning eyes.

"But no, my sister-in-law said that she was born beautiful, and when she grows up, she must be one of the best beauties in the chaotic city, why don't you even dare to see people now?" Aurora, who was sitting in the middle, said with a smile, the face lined with bright red lipstick that didn't know how much white powder was even more white and terrifying, only thirty years old, and there were already many fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

The body of the girl wearing the gauze hat stiffened obviously, and the hand hanging by her side suddenly clenched into a fist, but she was still silent and did not speak.

The gentle-looking lady sitting beside her looked at her with some worry and anxiety, her lips moved, but she didn't dare to speak.

"Father, Gloria has been used to wearing a gauze hat since she was a child, this is her freedom, I think you should respect her." Lance looked up at Jeffrey and met his eyes without the slightest hint of backing down.

"Freedom?" Jeffrey's smile was a little mocking, his face suddenly turned cold, his hands pressed on the table, his body leaned forward slightly, and he looked at Lance's voice a little higher: "I gave you your so-called freedom, and then you ran to be a shabby teacher, making me the biggest joke in the city of chaos, everyone is saying behind my back that I Jeffrey gave birth to a good son, and I don't want a good family property, but I want to play with a group of little kids." Now, do you dare to tell me about the freedom of a girl? Women are nothing more than appendages to men in this world! If you can't get married, you won't even have the value of becoming an accessory. ”

Cyril glanced up at Lance, the corners of his mouth raised, but he quickly withdrew his gaze, still with his eyes down, looking well-behaved and obedient.

Aurora, Hetty, and Hernie looked at Gloria gloatingly, as if the woman Geoffrey spoke of had nothing to do with them.

"Teaching and educating people is a noble thing, a career I love, this is my choice, and it is also my freedom." Lance suddenly got up, looked at Jeffrey with burning eyes, glanced back at Gloria, and said in a voice that raised a few points: "As for women, they are not anyone's vassals, they all have their own minds and have the ability to do the same things as men, the world is biased against them, and we, the so-called fools in your mouth, want to correct the wrong view of this world!" ”

Gloria, who lowered her head, suddenly looked up at Lance's side face, and there seemed to be a light in her purple eyes under the gauze hat, his father, a man who gave up his identity as the heir of the Morton family, went to the School of Chaos to become an ordinary lingua franca teacher, is this the real reason?

"Arrogance, just because you also want to correct the view of the world." Jeffrey withdrew his hands and leaned back in his chair, looking at the eldest son who had pinned infinite hopes on him, a trace of deep disappointment flashed in his eyes, but his smile became more and more mocking, "Not to mention correcting the view of the world, if you weren't born in the Moulton family, you even took out the money for your daughter's medical treatment, how can you correct the world?" ”

"Big brother, my father is not in good health, so don't make him angry." Cyril looked at Lance with a sincere face and said, with a bit of helplessness in his tone.

"I ......" Lance clenched his fists, but the words behind him couldn't go on, he stalemate for a while, and sat back in his seat a little weakly, yes, if he wasn't born in the Morton family, how could he, an ordinary teacher, have any money to treat Gloria?

Gloria's hands trembled slightly, and the flame that suddenly rose in her heart grew brighter and brighter, and a kind of strength ran out of her mind, which had been bound, and struggled to break free from those shackles.

Mikey stretched out his little hand and shook his head lightly with some worry, he was only ten years old, he didn't know the meaning of what the adults said, but he knew that his grandfather was angry, and it was best for no one to speak at this time, otherwise he would definitely be scolded.

"This world will never change, the Aden Chamber of Commerce will always rule the economy of the chaotic city, rich people will always be rich people, and women, after all, are just vassals and vases." Geoffrey withdrew his gaze from Lance's body, picked up the knife in front of him, and said in a low and confident voice.

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief, and they all picked up the knives and forks in front of them.

"Grandpa, I believe in my father's words, women can do all the things that men can do, we can be not vases, we can do whatever we want, I will not be a vassal of anyone, I want to be an independent and free person." At this moment, Gloria, who had been silent, got up, and said in a small voice, but very firmly.

The movements in everyone's hands suddenly froze, and they all had incredible expressions on their faces, but they didn't expect that Gloria, who was usually so well-behaved that she didn't even have a word, would dare to refute Geoffrey's words on the spot, which was almost impossible to happen in the Morton family.

Lance also looked back at Gloria in surprise, as if he was meeting his daughter for the first time.

"I'm sorry, I'm full." Gloria said a little flustered, removing her chair and trotting out the door.