Chapter 864

Maurice lowered his voice and said ingratiatingly, "Bee?" Helen turned away, her expression marked with disdain. "Who are you calling Bee?" "You!" Maurice's eyes brightened as he fixed his gaze on her. Realizing his mistake, he swiftly corrected himself. "Sorry, sorry, I meant Helen. Were you just speaking with the renowned investor, Dennis Longan?" "What if I was? How is that any concern of yours?" Helen raised an eyebrow, clearly annoyed. "Of course, it concerns me! We're family, aren't we? Anyway, it sounded like you were arranging a dinner for Dennis and your friend. How about saving a spot for me too?" Maurice asked politely. "Old man, who do you think you are? How dare you try to crash Helen's dinner?" Ambrose interjected mockingly. "What does it have to do with you?" Maurice retorted, straightening up. "You're just a lackey around here. Do you think you have a say?" "Dad… Dad…" With a sling over one shoulder, Oliver straightened his upper body. His expression was fille