Sandy did not know that Leyton had already become an object of ridicule in the upper-class society. Otherwise, he would not have been drowning his sorrows all by himself.
“A laughingstock? Who dares to laugh at me? Even if the Scott family has given two companies away, we’re still considered an elite family. Who dares to mock me?” roared Leyton as he slammed the table forcefully.
Everyone shot him a look of disdain but did not bother to entertain his taunts.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
At that moment, someone suddenly sauntered over while clapping. A cold smirk played on his lips as he stared at Leyton.
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