Chapter 551

Harold sat upright in the center of the room, his black robe exuding a solemn dignity. When Will arrived, Harold finally spoke in a steady tone. "Now that everyone is here, I can go ahead and announce a few matters." He gestured toward an empty chair next to Joseph. "Will, take a seat." Given Harold's esteemed position as the patriarch, Will dared not defy him. Reluctantly, he moved to sit beside Joseph. As soon as Will sat down, Joseph leaned closer and asked curiously, "Wasn't the design competition's final round just a few days ago? How did Samantha perform?" The moment the words left Joseph's mouth, Erica's face turned green with envy and fury. He was asking about Samantha in front of so many people. Did he even consider that she was his wife? Fuming with anger, Erica shot to her feet, slamming the table so hard it echoed. Since Joseph wasn't showing her any respect, she felt no need to hold back or care about his dignity either. "Joseph, how long has it been since you and