Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 287 Andreas Kross
“Hiss!” This time, Solomon was thoroughly shocked.
He had been puzzled before, wondering just how exceptional Emrys must be to have earned such admiration from Richard and
his wife. Especially Lydia, who was known for her high standards, surprisingly did not object to Emrys being with her daughter.
After listening to them, Solomon gained clarity.
His son, Myles, was absolutely nothing compared to Emrys!
At the same time, he could also understand why Emrys was so arrogant.
As a Manifestor grandmaster, even in front of martial artists, he had the right to be arrogant. Let alone Solomon, who was merely
an ordinary man. And yet, he dared to expect courtesy from Emrys.
Reflecting on his demeanor at that time, Solomon found himself laughable.
Lydia sighed and said, “We couldn’t bring ourselves to tell Myles these things directly as we’re afraid it might shatter his
confidence. So, we seized the opportunity today to clear up any misunderstandings with you.”
She had hinted at Myles more than once, but Myles was relentless. What else could Lydia do?
It was impossible for her to point at Myles‘ nose and say, “Foolish boy, stop daydreaming. In front of my most handsome and
impressive good nephew, Emrys, you are nothing but a speck of dust.”
After all, that would be utterly cruel.
While Richard and Lydia were conversing with Solomon, someone arrived at the front courtyard.
The newcomer was a Jetroinian with a small ‘mustache under his nose.
Myles had evidently anticipated the arrival of that Jetroinian. He immediately stepped forward with a welcoming smile and
skillfully conversed with him in Jetroinian.
Curiously, Maximus asked, “Myles, what were you talking to this Jetroinian gentleman about?”

“It’s nothing much, just a simple greeting. Let me introduce you. This is a friend I met during my study abroad in Jetroina. His
name is Andreas Kross. He’s an incredibly skilled kickboxing expert. He just arrived in Chanaea a few days ago and is planning
to establish a kickboxing gym here.”
During his two years studying abroad in Jetroina, Myles learned kickboxing. It was during this period that he met Andreas.
Unlike Myles, who took up martial arts halfway through his life, Andreas had been practicing kickboxing since his childhood and
had long achieved the level of a black belt.
After Myles finished his introduction, Andreas managed to utter an awkward Chanaean sentence. taking the initiative to greet
Maximus, “Nice to meet you.”
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Maximus couldn’t help but laugh, saying, “Well, well, this Jetroinian gentleman is somewhat interesting, isn’t he?”
“Pal, I understand Chanaean a bit. Please don’t call me a gentleman or I’ll get angry,” Andreas suddenly said with a stern face.
“Haha! My apologies, my apologies.” Maximus apologized, then turned his head to look at Myles and asked, “Myles, is this...
friend from Jetroina someone you invited to join us for dinner?”
“Indeed.” Myles gave a nod, yet a mischievous grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Naturally, it was he who had invited Andreas over.
However, it wasn’t necessarily the case that he was there just to join them for a meal.
In front of a vibrant flower garden, Cordelia, half–bent over, was carefully examining the few pink flowers in the flower garden.
She said, “These little pink flowers are truly beautiful. Should we secretly pick a few to take back and use as decorations at
home?”

“I think that’s possible. The flowers are very beautiful. We can pick a few more flowers and place them in several spots,” Emrys
responded, yet his gaze was not at all on those pink flowers.
Instead, it fell on Cordelia as she bent over to admire the flowers, particularly on the striking curves of her figure. The beauty
admires the flowers, while I admire the beauty.
“Pervert! Where are you looking?” Emrys was deeply engrossed in his observation when he was abruptly interrupted by
Cordelia’s gentle reprimand.
She straightened her posture, and in an instant, the alluring curves that had captivated Emrys disappeared from his view... It
would be more precise to say that Cordelia had turned around, her exquisite eyes glaring at Emrys with anger.
Clearly, she had already caught onto Emrys‘ lascivious stare beforehand.