My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 2093 - 2087: Just Give Me Some Face

Chapter 2093: Chapter 2087: Just Give Me Some Face

"We’re also planning a wedding with your sister-in-law." Ashton Heath paused for a moment before adding, "But it’ll be later, probably next year. You don’t have to worry, we’ll definitely send you an invitation."

Yannick Luther fell silent all at once.

At this moment, he felt as if he had been dealt 10,000 points of damage.

Did he come to suffer at today’s dinner party?

In the past, at least he was only tormented by one person.

Now, even Denver Lancaster had joined in.

Were these two still his good brothers? Were they even human?

Didn’t they know that he was still suffering from emotional wounds and hadn’t recovered yet?

They had agreed to stick together as good brothers, but now why was he the only single man left?

*

The place Yannick Luther had highly recommended naturally had great taste.

Joanna Lawrence was someone who couldn’t enjoy food without spiciness, while tonight’s dinner was mostly bland.

However, Joanna ate quite a lot at the dinner.

Halfway through the meal, there came a knock on the door.

Joanna thought it was the waiter, but after a while, the private room door opened, and an unexpected person entered.

The moment Frank Parker entered the private room, the atmosphere, which had been relaxed and harmonious, became instantly frozen, changing quality immediately.

The few people in the private room were all surprised and startled to see him.

Only Yannick Luther seemed to know Frank Parker was coming, showing no expression on his face.

Frank Parker, seeing Joanna Lawrence and Ashton Heath, also looked surprised.

Apparently, he hadn’t known Joanna Lawrence and Ashton Heath would be here before he came.

He stood at the door for a few seconds before turning to leave.

"Frank." Yannick Luther stood up and called out to him.

Frank Parker stopped in his tracks.

Yannick Luther pushed his chair aside, quickly walked to Frank’s side, and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing? Come sit down."

Frank Parker pursed his lips and turned to look at him.

"Why didn’t you tell me there would be others?"

He didn’t specify who.

But Yannick Luther naturally knew what he meant.

Yannick Luther’s eyes flickered, and he lowered his voice: "Frank, just do me a favor and come sit down. If you want to leave, don’t do it now."

Frank Parker’s face darkened, and he said nothing.

Yannick Luther sighed softly again: "Frank, after all these years, I really don’t want to see you and Ashton stay estranged like this. Can’t we brothers go back to the way we used to be?"

"Frank, just come and sit down. Whatever happens, let’s finish this meal first."

Frank Parker stood silently at the door for a few seconds before turning around.

Yannick Luther exhaled a breath, put one hand on his shoulder, and led him to the dining table.

"Ahem, um..." Yannick Luther glanced at Ashton Heath, whose face had also darkened, and felt a little uneasy. He pursed his lips and said, "I haven’t seen Frank in a long time either, so I invited him along today."

"It’s been a long time since we brothers have gotten together."

After Yannick Luther finished speaking, neither Ashton Heath nor Frank Parker uttered a word.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit tense and awkward.

Even someone like Yannick Luther, who was best at smoothing things over, didn’t know what to say to liven up the mood for a while.

This dinner party tonight was mainly arranged to mend the relationship between Ashton Heath and Frank Parker.