Chapter 351

Maxwell touched his head and swept his gaze across the table.

Sonnet looked around the table as well. Welson Brooks was sitting to the right of Will.

He was dressed in a classic tuxedo and a black top hat. He looked rather stylish.

A thin middle-aged woman was seated to Welson’s right. She had high cheekbones and a rather cold, mean expression.

Her facial features were rather similar to those of Micah’s. She was Welson’s wife and Micah’s mother.

Maxwell held Sonnet’s hand. He bowed slightly towards Welson and his wife before calling out, “Hello, Uncle Welson and Aunt Bianca!”

Welson flicked his cigarette and greeted him half-heartedly.

A younger couple sat on the other side. The man seemed to be below fifty years old. He had a youthful face with a kind smile. His wife looked even younger. She seemed to be in her forties.

They smiled at Maxwell and Sonnet when they looked over at her. Sonnet had a good impression of them.

“Hello, Uncle Winston and Aunt Yvonne,” Max