Chapter 1291

This banquet was hosted by Richard. Devereux Group was riddled with problems by now. He no longer dared to accept funds from strangers and was making a last-ditch effort to see if anyone was still willing to invest. Terence, on the other hand, attended the banquet with Chantelle. It had been a while since he last saw his father. Now, Richard was the host, while he was just here as a guest representing the Salman family. From a distance, Richard spotted Terence in a crisp white suit and Chantelle beside him in a red cocktail dress. His face fell. But remembering the Salman family's wealth and influence, he still forced a smile and went up to greet them. "Terence, it's been a while. How's your mother doing?" Terence's expression darkened at the mention of Marika. "That's none of your business." "You may be her son, but you're also mine," Richard snapped, clearly displeased at his candor. "If only you'd accepted Cory and Nicole back then, things wouldn't have come to this. Our