The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel - Chapter 197
Chapter 197: Cousins
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Linda James was going all out. Anyway, their family didn’t owe her brother’s family anything.
Why should they act so arrogantly and even look down on them?
She whipped out her phone—the photos clearly showed Linda James in a mansion.
Everything in the photos was luxurious and expensive.
Henry James’s face distorted, and his expression soured as he browsed the photos.
Karine James, unwilling to lose out, said, “Auntie, I didn’t expect your family to go so far. Not only did you guys rent a BMW, but you even found a way to get into a mansion to take such photos! Well, do you have such photos in your phone too, Yvette? Why don’t you let me see them?
“But so what if I see them? Will that change your family’s circumstances? Anyone can tell how different your family is from ours. Just look at Nathan—he’s wearing a Submariner. What about you, Finn Taylor?”
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Finn Taylor’s wrists were empty.
Karine James went on: “You said that your family lives in a multi-million-dollar mansion, but why does everything you guys use look so ordinary? There’s not even a branded good in sight!”
Seeming to have found solid evidence, Karine James got more excited as she went on.
To that, Finn Taylor was slightly speechless. ‘Before coming for this gathering, I got Hunter Sullivan to get in touch with designers in Milan. These clothes are custom-made. Every piece is unique and can’t be found anywhere else, yet they have become so worthless in Karine James’s eyes.’
However, even Yvette Larson didn’t know anything about this. She wasn’t a spoiled princess, and she had believed her husband when he said that he had gotten the tailor next door to make these clothes for them.
Henry James shook his head before leaving.
Karine James burst out into laughter, knowing that she had claimed the victory.
But Yvette Larson wasn’t the slightest bit bothered because she knew in her heart just how well she lived. It didn’t matter what others thought about her.
Only Linda James still felt disgruntled. But since Finn Taylor hadn’t said anything, she was too afraid to speak up too.
At lunch, Karine James suddenly said, “Yvette, I might’ve been a little brusque in the morning. I reflected on my actions. You’re my cousin, so how could I speak to you like that?”
Misunderstanding that her cousin had repented, Yvette Larson assured the other that it was fine. It was normal for relatives to quibble sometimes.
“Oh right, Yvette. We’re going to the mall later. Your clothes do look a little shabby. You should get a few new outfits so that Grandma will be happy when she sees you.” Of course, Karine James was going to attend her grandma’s birthday celebrations in a new outfit. It was just that she hadn’t bought any.
It wasn’t because she couldn’t afford it but because she was waiting for her cousin. She wanted to take the latter along shopping. Then, she would purchase some expensive outfits to evoke some jealousy in Yvette Larson.
Yvette Larson waved her off. “There’s no need. My clothes are perfectly fine.”
“What about a few bags? I think your bag looks quite old.”
Talking about that, Yvette Larson suddenly thought of the 30,000-dollar bag that her husband had given her. Because of the misunderstanding between them, she had thrown that bag away.
Now, she regretted it tremendously.
“Let’s go have a look then.” Yvette Larson had wanted to refuse, but her husband cut in. ‘It’s true that Yvette’s bag is a little shabby. Since she has already thrown away the previous one, I’ll simply buy a new one for her.’
Karine James felt annoyed that her cousin’s spouse had suddenly interrupted the conversation. ‘Who are you to speak? You’re just a useless matrilocal son-in-law! Forget it. I’ll let you off this time because you helped me.’
After lunch, the James family sat there without moving. Not a single person was prepared to wash the dishes.
Henry James turned straight to Finn Taylor. “Hey! Finn Taylor, why aren’t you doing anything? Aren’t you used to washing and cooking at home? Why are you still here? Hurry up and put away the dishes.”
Yvette Larson could no longer hold it in. ‘Since when are guests supposed to work while the hosts rest? It would be fine if the hosts worked and the guests helped out, but the James family is going too far. They feel that it’s only right for them to bully my family.’
“Uncle, don’t test your luck.”
“Yvette, how can you say that? I’m just asking him to wash the dishes. What’s wrong with that?”
“Wash my car then.” The moment Yvette Larson took out her car key, Henry James’s expression darkened.
“Yvette, look at what you’re saying. My dad is your uncle. How can you get your elders to work for you?”
“You wash it then.” She handed the key to Karine James.
Ever since the latter had gotten together with Nathan Yeats, she had never done any household chores. Asking her to wash a car was like asking for her life now!
“Yvette Larson, don’t push it!”
“Oh, it’s only natural for you to get Finn Taylor to wash the dishes, but I’m asking for too much to get your family to wash my car? Your family really is going overboard.”
Just like that, the meal ended on a sour note.
Yvette Larson had thought that her shopping trip in the afternoon would probably be canceled since things had progressed to this point, yet her cousin took the initiative to look for her that very afternoon.
Yvette Larson was speechless. ‘What’s going on in her mind?’
She then saw the entire James family dressed to the nines, ready to leave.
Yvette Larson was at a loss for words. ‘What is their entire family up to?’
However, they were relatives after all. It was good enough that they were able to put on an act and not fight with each other.
As such, Yvette Larson’s family headed out too.
The car drove along and headed for Chloe Mall.
Karine James pointed at the mall. “Isn’t it huge and gorgeous? The mall’s boss is Chloe Yeats—my boyfriend’s cousin.”
Karine James had said so much just to brag about that, but Nathan Yeats couldn’t help but feel awkward whenever he heard that. ‘No matter how hard I work in this life or the next, I’d never match up to Chloe Yeats. In fact, we have no relation at all. If Chloe Yeats learns of this, I’d be done for. Thankfully, Yvette Larson’s family is from San Francisco, so they surely don’t know anything about that.’
