Chapter 917 Locust Relatives.

"I'll go with you," Desmond offered, eating his breakfast with his head down. Jacob paused and chuckled. "No, I can do it myself." He didn't want the Smith family to see the hasty, white-faced, insatiable visage of the Davis family's relatives. Desmond didn't even give him a look. "That's settled." He didn't give Jacob a chance to retort and went straight upstairs to change his clothes after dinner. Jacob looked at his back as he went upstairs with a smile in his eyes. Desmond was really awkward. He was obviously afraid that he would be bullied by those relatives, but he had such a cold look on his face. Was he really like Mr. Smith? He always thought that he was a man with a cold face and a warm heart. At Jacob’s father's funeral, Alston started acting differently from the others who came to pay their respects. Those who claimed to be relatives of the Davis family wept hypocriticall