Derrick could no longer pretend not to know Victor now that he had directly called him out.
Therefore, he forced himself to walk over and squeezed out the words. "Victor, you're back!"
There was no cupping of hands and not even the slightest modesty was shown on his face as he stood up straight during the entire time he spoke to Victor. He felt that he should maintain a dignified attitude as the Old Master Albright of the Albrights.
Sparing a glance at him, Victor snickered, "Derrick, I see you've gotten some nerves now that you're the Old Master Albright of our family, huh? You actually dare talk to me with such an attitude?"
When Derrick heard that, his face flushed in embarrassment. Even so, he stalked his neck and retorted, "Victor, deep down, you're always my eldest brother. I respect you, but the problem is that I'm now the Old Master Albright. I represent the entire family. I can't bow regardless of when, because if I do, the entire Albrights will have to bow. I think we all don't want to witness such a scene, am I right?"
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