Little Rockefeller's mother, Laura, was a gentle and kind woman.

She was born into a prominent family in Cleveland, and her father was a former state legislator.

But in her, you don't see a trace of the habits of a noblewoman.

Even though her husband may be one of the richest people in the world, she still maintains a simple lifestyle.

"Oh, John, my child!"

After seeing little Rockefeller appear in front of her, Laura happily opened her arms and gave her son a big hug.

"Mom, how are you doing?" Little Rockefeller bent down and hugged his mother tightly.

"Oh kid, I'm all right." Laura whispered softly in little Rockefeller's ear.

There was a hint of reproach in her tone.

"You are as stubborn as your father, he doesn't want to see you, and you don't come back, so I'm left alone to worry about."

"Am I not coming back? Mom. Little Rockefeller let go of his mother, "I don't know why my father did this to me, but that's his business, and I can't help but come for his birthday." ”

Laura's gaze went beyond Rockefeller Jr. and fell on Eva.

The woman looked up and down at the glamorous woman, her expression was still gentle, but her gaze was different.

"Oh, Mother, her name is Eva."

"Yes, my love."

After Rockefeller Jr.'s words were spoken, everyone around him turned their eyes to him.

Wife? The eldest young master of the Rockefeller family did not even use the word "female companion", but generously gave Eva the identity.

Eva smiled.

Laura stepped forward, took her hand, and greeted her, politely and cautiously.

Little Rockefeller's heart fell halfway.

He was worried that his mother would embarrass Eva if he didn't say hello in advance, but he didn't expect Laura to give enough face.

This looks like a good start.

However, a familiar voice sounded from behind Rockefeller Jr.:

"Coming back?"

Little Rockefeller turned his head and found his father standing behind him, without any expression on his face.

"Father." Little Rockefeller bowed his head slightly.

"When you come back, stay with your mother more."

The old Rockefeller reacted very coldly.

He skipped past Laura and Eva, who were talking, and didn't stop for even a second, just glanced at them and walked into the room.

Little Rockefeller suddenly felt a trace of anger in his heart.

For his own father as arrogant as ever.

Old Rockefeller's birthday dinner was dry and boring.

There is no band, no show, just a simple meal between family and friends.

Halfway through the banquet, Rockefeller Jr. asked the driver to fetch a long package from the car.

With the package in one hand and Eva in the other, he left his position and walked in front of the old Rockefeller.

Old Rockefeller is drinking lobster soup.

"Father, this is Eva's birthday present."

Little Rockefeller unwrapped the package, revealing an exquisitely crafted mahogany box.

Eva took the box and held it in front of the old Rockefeller with both hands.

"The finest serpentine wooden cane, from Guyana, with an ivory handle." Rockefeller Jr. added from the sidelines.

However, the old Rockefeller did not take the box and did not even stand up.

He just glanced up at Eva.

The scene suddenly became very awkward.

On weekdays, even if a stranger gives a gift, the old Rockefeller will take it with both hands and return the courtesy.

This state of affairs is clearly to embarrass Eva and her son.

There was a sudden silence in the restaurant, which had been bustling with activity just a moment ago.

Everyone noticed the abnormality here, and it was inconvenient for them to speak.

Eva's expression remained calm.

As a person who came from the bottom and almost gave up all the bottom lines in order to survive, she has suffered all kinds of insults, and this scene is nothing to her.

However, little Rockefeller's face has turned the color of pig liver.

His teeth rattled and he was about to flare up at the sight of it.

At this moment, Laura on the side suddenly stood up, took the wooden box with both hands, and opened it.

A delicate cane appeared in the eyes of everyone.

As Rockefeller Jr. said, the cane is made of fine serpentine wood.

This wood is very rare and is only found in the rainforests of South America, so it is extremely expensive.

The top grip of the cane is carved from ivory, which is warm and clear, and the gold leaf inlaid with it shines in the light.

"Thank you very much, girl, my lord really needs such a cane, you have a heart." The old woman said.

She put the cane back away and handed it to the servant beside her.

The awkward scene seems to have been resolved.

Little Rockefeller had a calm face, just about to take Eva's hand back to his place.

"John, if you want this woman to be your wife, I advise you to die this heart." Old Rockefeller suddenly spoke.

This sentence was like a hammer hammer on the heart of little Rockefeller.

He jerked his head back:

"Why?"

"Do you know who this woman is? What is her background? Do you know her? Old Rockefeller wiped his hands with a napkin and glanced up at his son.

"I know!" Rockefeller Jr. confronted, "And, does it matter?" I love to marry whomever I marry! ”

"You are the eldest son of the Rockefeller family!" Old Rockefeller accentuated his tone.

"Family? If I'm not mistaken, our ancestors were still poor when they came up to yours! Do you want to talk about what is right? Rockefeller Jr. was a little unscrupulous.

The guests were stunned.

Although the eldest young master is right.

The United States has only been founded for more than 100 years, and most of the people who moved here were unsatisfactory in Europe.

It's all a mountain of foxes, and they can't pretend to be fasting.

But under normal circumstances, everyone will still save a little face for each other and keep silent about it.

The successor of the family revealed his family's old background in public, and this is the first time I have seen it.

The people who eat melons dare not speak even more.

"John, shut up!" Laura stood up.

Unlike just now, the old woman changed her previous gentle posture and said with majesty.

As the head mother of the Rockefeller family, she didn't want the guests to see the jokes.

The battle-hardened old Rockefeller looked indifferent, and didn't seem to care about his son.

"If there's anything, let's talk about it after eating." Eva suddenly pulled Rockefeller Jr.'s hand.

She took the eldest young master by the hand and walked towards her original position.

However, little Rockefeller, who originally had an opinion about his father, turned his head and opened his mouth to say something, but was silenced by Eva.

The dinner continued.

In the following time, though, the atmosphere became a little more subtle.

After the old Rockefeller finished cutting the cake, he went back to his room to rest alone, citing his illness, leaving Laura to continue entertaining the guests outside.

The dinner was hastily over.

After seeing off the last guest, Laura returned to her study.

Old Rockefeller was fiddling with a pot of flowers by the window, his face far less indifferent than when he was outside, but full of sadness.

"They're all back." The old woman sat down in her chair and said.

"Do you think I did something wrong today?" Rockefeller Sr. asked.

"With all due respect, it's not like you're doing it, sir." Laura sighed and said, "Maybe tomorrow this matter will spread throughout New York, and even appear in the grapevine newspapers." ”

"I just want John to get out of that woman as soon as possible." The elder Rockefeller walked back to his place with his hands behind his back.

"You're too John."

Laura regains her kindness and gentleness as a mother.

"Who he wants to be with, that's his business, I think the girl behaves very decently, like she has had a good tutor. Even if her family conditions are not very good, as long as John likes it, I think it is okay. ”

The old woman actually had something to say.

At the beginning, I was the daughter of a state legislator's family, and when I met you, you were just an ordinary businessman with a lot of debts, not to mention any wealth, let alone a prominent family.

But these words cannot be said.

"If you knew anything else about that woman, you wouldn't have said that." Old Rockefeller opened the drawer, took out a few pieces of paper from it, and handed them to the old woman.

Laura took the pieces of paper and looked at them in the light of a lamp.

It's about Eva's life, including how she came to New York, her past on Broadway, and of course, her relationship with Harriman.

The more Laura looked, the tighter her brow furrowed.

"Do you think I don't care about John at all?" The elder Rockefeller looked at his wife, "Everyone he touches, I will entrust a private investigator to investigate." ”

"This woman is a prostitute who will do anything to climb up! How can I tolerate her being with my son? ”

"John is the future of our family." Old Rockefeller said in a low tone, "But what he brought me was only disappointment again and again." ”

This eldest son is still like this, and the remaining ones are even more useless.

He stared vacantly at the empty wall opposite, his expression gloomy.

What is the use of a billionaire? What's the use of having a lot of money?

The trust fund established by himself can ensure that after a hundred years, future generations will have no worries about food and clothing, but the unprecedented oil empire is afraid that it will be cheaper for others.

No, this must not happen!

The old man jerked straight out of his chair and looked out the window.

A light rain had begun to fall outside the window.

At this time, the elder Rockefeller missed his missing young son immensely.

Although the concept is different, if he was still here, he would not be so desperate.

(End of chapter)