Chapter 118

At the front entrance of the Larson residence, Howard stepped out of the car with Rachel, each carrying a large gift box. The butler, Reynard Cannon, had received word of their visit half an hour ago and greeted them with the utmost respect as he led them inside. He said, "Welcome, Mr. Jansen, Mrs. Jansen. Mr. Larson Senior is waiting for you in the main hall. We've also informed Mr. Larson and Mrs. Larson." Both of their expressions stiffened. Mrs. Larson? Why was Serena there right now? The next moment, Serena returned from her stroll in the garden. She spotted them immediately and walked over. She glanced at the boxes in their arms and raised a brow. "Is this the gift for Grandpa?" "Of course. We couldn't come empty-handed," Howard replied, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He subtly shifted the box in his arms, trying to conceal it. "Nina, I'm not just here to thank the Larson Group for the project but also to put in a good word for you. This is a matter for the elder