Desmond casually said, "The cost of replacing such a carpet in the Evans Family, in the proportion of the Evans Family’s assets, is basically equal to your changing a garbage bag in your home garbage can…. So when you change the garbage bag, is it a big headache?"
"Damn…" Jack smacked his lips and cursed "Let you f*cking pretend again."
Desmond bristled, "I’m just telling the truth."
While talking, everyone came to the dining room one after another, Lord Evans greeted Jack to the front and let him sit down next to him.
Since Marcus had greeted him in advance, so as soon as everyone was seated, the service staff immediately brought the prepared meals one after another. Marcus took the initiative to have someone bring another bottle of white wine, intending to join his elder brother and accompany Jack to have a few drinks.
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