Time passed, and Miles, together with his father, Malediz, who was in a wheelchair, waited at the gate of Besano, waiting for the important guests who arrived one after another.

Horse-drawn carriages appeared on the streets of the street and stopped, and down came dignitaries dressed in solemn manners, elegant in manners, and generous in speech.

They either entered the house alone or in groups of three or five, and entered the other wilderness that had been arranged.

A thirty-year-old woman with long black hair, a melon seed face, red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and small lips, wearing a black one-piece dress dress that completely highlights her sexy figure, slowly walked in front of the Huntington father and son.

"Uncle Maledig, Miles, I know what you are going through, and I sympathize with it, and tell me if you need anything, and I will do my best to help you."

"Miss Natalie, on behalf of all the Huntington family, thank you for coming!" Miles smiled forward and hugged the mature lady for a moment, and then the two of them let go at the same time, looking extra natural and friendly.

For the decision and behavior of the lady in front of them, the Huntington father and son were both happy, but there was not much difference. Because Miss Natalie's father was very good friends with Malediz, and the two families almost became a family a few years ago.

After a casual conversation, Miles let out a long sigh, "I'm so sorry, Miss Natalie. Due to the situation at home, you may need to stay alone at the banquet for a while this time, and when the reception is done, my father and I will come to you."

The lady named Natalie Theodore smiled, showing distraction, or rather understanding, "I understand Miles."

Natalie stepped out in a few steps and came to Maldez in a wheelchair. As a sign of respect, she squatted down slightly, trying to stay at a height with Malediz, and asked with concern:

"How's my uncle's health?"

Malediz nodded, and smiled kindly: "It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Natalie advised, "Anyway, before you get well, uncle, you should still take some medication." Theodore knows several good physicians in this area, and I can recommend them to you after today. ”

"Then thank you, Natalie." Maldez was enthusiastic, but said very little throughout. It's not that you don't want to, it's that your body doesn't allow it

A few minutes later, Ms. Natalie left Huntington for Father's Day and entered the banquet hall.

At this time, Malediz asked in a small voice, "Miles, is there any problem with the banquet arrangement?"

In the past few days, Malediz has asked this sentence many times. Miles knew what his father was worried about, it was nothing more than the lack of funds for the banquet, and he was afraid that the preparation was not good enough, and he was not decent enough, and he would lose the face of the Huntington family.

"Father, rest assured, whether it is the specifications of the banquet or the programs prepared, I will close them one by one, and there will be no big problems."

Malediz nodded silently, still with some apprehension in his expression.

As the guests with the invitations entered, Miles stood outside the Besano Gate and saw a cluster of prominent figures on the street.

It was two adults and three children.

Among the adults are two men, one tall and one short, walking in front, each wearing a coat and a trench coat. The children, two men and a woman, walked behind, pushing a large suitcase together, and all wearing simple and clean clothes, which looked like they had been newly bought.

As the distance drew closer, Miles recognized one of them, and the man saw him as well, and naturally sped up and greeted him first.

"Mr. Myers, I'm Brian Morris, do you remember me?"

Miles smiled, reached out to shake his hand, and said, "Of course, I still remember that short but shocking performance, and I hope to see you in all your glory this time, Mr. Buffyne."

"You won't be disappointed. Brian smiled in return, and then introduced to the four people behind him, "These four are my assistants, Arnold, Blake, Wendy, and Matt."

The people whose names Brian read out nodded to Miles in turn, and the three children wrote with great enthusiasm.