Joseph Lancaster jogged into the kitchen, and before long, he came out with a cup of tea, walked up to his second aunt Eva Hayes, and bent down with a grin.
"Second Aunt, here, have some tea. Just now, your nephew didn't realize it was my sister-in-law who was supposed to serve you. I'm young and naive, please don't mind me."
"Hmph!" Eva Hayes let out another cold snort and turned her face away.
Joseph Lancaster wasn't offended, still grinning as he offered her the tea cup, "Second Aunt, give me some face, take a sip, it's just a gesture."
"Big Brother! Aren't you going to do something about this kid causing trouble?" Atlas Lancaster could no longer hold it in, slamming the armrest of the armchair in anger, glaring at Bodhi Lancaster across the old patriarch.
Anyone with keen eyes could see the old patriarch's indulgence.
This was what infuriated Atlas Lancaster the most; he didn't dare criticize his own father, so he could only vent his frustration at his big brother.
