Chapter 103 True Power Of The Yeager Family
It was an emerald ornament. It looked somewhat timeworn and ancient as it shimmered through its oxidized surface.
“That’s from the royal family of the Agraria dynasty. It’s worth fifty million!” Someone from the crowd pointed out immediately. That person must have had a deep knowledge of antiques.
Jades were one of the favorites of the royalty in the Agraria dynasty. Just three years ago, the tomb of the king of Agraria was robbed, unearthing a large number of emeralds. Portions of them even went missing at that time, and that emerald ornament was one of them.
“All right, I’ll accept it,” said Conner. He was on cloud nine.
“Grandpa.” Shannon went up to Conner and curtsied to him. “I wish you happiness for the years ahead. And I’m giving you Durbaine today!”
Durbaine? What the heck is she talking about?
Everyone’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Shannon then opened up a map, with a bunch of labels and wordings on it. On top of it, there were some official government documents.
Nigel narrowed his eyes instantly.
“This is the development blueprint for Durbaine’s Subway Line 3. And these documents are the project approval letter and the request for proposal,” Shannon explained word for word.
The others were dumbfounded at the sight, especially Rodrick from Durbaine city. He fell into an utter shock, seemingly unable to regain his senses.
The Yeager family was based in Jadeborough, and Durbaine fell on the east side of Pollerton. They were more than a thousand kilometers apart, with four states and sixteen cities in between.
Yet, the Yeager family managed to lay their hands on the development blueprint and project approval letter for Durbaine’s Subway Line 3.
Is this the true power of the Yeager family?
There’s no way I can ever compare to that! For the first time ever, Rodrick felt extremely powerless.
It was terrifying to witness such a feat coming from the descendant of a century-old affluent family.
Even Conner started to breathe heavily, for it was too valuable of a gift.
That precious gift alone represented the strong bond between the Yeager and Wilson family.
In contrast, gifts like the golden sculpture and emerald ornament could not even hold a candle to that.
Feeling inferior, Jennifer heaved a sigh upon watching the scene.
In her opinion, she figured that every woman would feel the same way in the face of Shannon.
Putting on a smug countenance, the old lady of the Wilson family, Sylvia, narrowed her eyes and scanned the crowd. She seemed to be proclaiming to the world that the glory was all hers for the taking, as the gift was obviously on her account.
“From now on, this belongs to you, Grandpa. I hope you like it,” Shannon said calmly.
Straightening his back, Conner coughed nervously and replied, “Thank you, I love it very much.”
With a smile, Shannon then handed over the documents to Conner before stepping aside and staying quiet thereafter. Meanwhile, Nigel was fastening his gaze on Shannon, getting all passionate about it for some reason.
Over the years, Nigel had never been short of women. Even so, Shannon had managed to draw a high level of his attention, so much so that he cared a lot about her.
Therefore, he had been treating her as his lawfully wedded wife. As for other women in his life, he merely regarded them as his mistresses.
After all, he was rich enough to have Shannon.
Nevertheless, he knew that she had a flawed personality. Shannon could be polite and courteous, portraying to the public the etiquette like any noblewoman.
However, she had no emotions, and she would never harbor any feelings for anyone.
For her, personal gains came first.
Although Shannon might appear friendly, deep down inside, she was cold-hearted.
It did not matter to her, anyway, for she had very deep pockets coupled with a formidable background.
Subsequently, the guests began to present their gifts to Conner. All of them brought items that cost a king’s ransom.
In fact, their generosity was all because of the Wilson family. Some were returning the favor that the Wilson family once did for them, some were deeply connected with the Wilson family, and some were brought up by the Wilson family.
Finally, it was Jennifer’s turn, but she was put on the spot because everything she currently possessed was given to her by the Wilson family.
She could not just gift money, as it would be too predictable. Yet, she could not afford gifts of the same standard as the rest.
Considering their gifts were worth a few hundred million, the beaded bracelet she had prepared was basically worthless.
