Chapter 342

"Weren't you acting all high and mighty just now? What, ran outta steam already?" Alexander shot Bernard a sharp glance, the chill in his eyes enough to make anyone shiver. Next to him, Bethany gently grabbed his hand, patting the back of it lightly—her silent way of telling him to take it easy. Jonathan sat stone-faced, tapping his fingers on the table in a steady rhythm while glaring coldly at Bernard. At first, Bernard had definitely been intimidated by the overwhelming presence of the West brothers. And now, being called out like that by Alexander, his expression stiffened noticeably. Seeing Bernard go speechless, Caroline tugged at his sleeve, trying to break the silence. Then she forced a polite smile. "We're all guests here, right? Sorry about the little commotion just now." She wasn't quite sure if the Wests were on Julian's side or if they were here for Evelyn—but either way, it was obvious they weren't here in peace. The implication behind Caroline's words was crystal clear: