chapter 19 Do you dare to pretend to be the Lord of the North?

At this moment, Mekell's face was filled with a joking smile, and he stared at Brantson coldly, showing contempt without any concealment.
He was the old lady's favorite eldest grandson. If nothing unexpected happened, he would inherit and took charge of the whole Torres family in the future.
Mekell himself naturally knew this, so he always thought highly of himself, especially looking down on his second uncle Garcia's family. If given the opportunity, he would not hesitate to suppress Murline, who was more capable than him, to establish his prestige.
And when he said this, it was like a stone that stirred up thousands of waves.
All the guests here looked at each other, and then burst into laughter of contempt and ridicule.
After all, what Mekell said was right. Brantson was a lower soldier. How could he know anyone with a high rank in the army? Even a lieutenant would be as high as the sky!
So, what value could such a pair of words?
Seeing everyone's attitude, Deborah on the side immediately fanned the flames and said, "Sister, it's okay to forget that the birthday gift you gave is not worth mentioning. Your trash husband is even trashier than you! Your family just doesn't take grandma's birthday party to heart!”
Mohan sneered and agreed, "That's right, Brantson, how much is such a piece of rubbish you take, eight hundred or one thousand?"
Brantson frowned slightly and said calmly, "If you don't know its origin, what qualifications do you have to say it is garbage?"
Mohan Hayes sneered and said, "Haha, am I wrong? I am a major, and I don't have the shame to show off my words in front of grandma. Why do you have the nerve to show off this garbage?"
Brantson smiled softly and said, "This copybook is more than ten times more valuable than the birthday gifts given by everyone present today!"
Mohan said with a smile, "Hahaha, Brantson, you are really bragging about not drafting! My jade Buddha alone cost several million, plus the birthday gifts given by other guests, it is at least ten million. Oh, what you mean by this is that your copybook can be worth one hundred million?"
"One hundred million?" Brantson smiled lightly and said, "Not enough!"
When this came out, the guests here bursted into laughter.
Everyone looked at Brantson with a playful look, feeling that this man was not very capable, but his tone was not small!
The old Madam on the side took on a ghastly expression!
To celebrate own birthday, Branston shouldn't have appeared at all!
In the end, he just showed up and prepared a piece of rubbish calligraphy and painting for me. It was really disgusting!
At this time, Mekell on the side felt very contemptuous and deliberately, saying loudly, "Brantson, since you are so confident, let grandma appreciate the copybook you gave, so that everyone can learn more!"
After saying that, he took the word, unfolded the whole words directly, and flatterd old Madam of the Torres family, "Grandma, please take a look!"
Above this pair of characters, there were four characters written with a touch of ancient charm, "The highest goodness is like water."
It looked really good, but the key was its signature!
In the lower right corner, the four clearly visible characters "the Lord of the North" were printed neatly!
Seeing this, the whole Torres family was shocked!
Everyone stared at this with incredible eyes!
This...was this really the handwriting of the Lord of the North?
Was the old friend Brantson knew in the army the most important man of the country?
Mekell's expression changed at this time, and he said angrily, "Brantson, I thinks you are just a waste, but I don't expect you to be so audacious and reckless. You find someone to pretend to be the Lord of the North. Do you want to kill the whole Torres family?"
Mohan's face was also very ugly, and he scolded in a cold voice, "Brantson, you are so presumptuous! The Lord of the North is the bright moon in the hearts of all soldiers. If you humiliate my idol like this, aren't you afraid of going to a military court? !”
The mother-in-law and father-in-law's faces were ashen. They never expected Brantson to have such courage!
Not only them, but also the guests here were in an uproar, thinking that Brantson was really crazy!
It was not good to impersonate a famous calligrapher. If you insisted on impersonating that important person of the country, wasn't this looking for death?
No one believed that Brantson really knew that Lord. After all, the status disparity between the two sides was too huge!
How could he, a lower soldier, had an irreconcilable relationship with a four-star general?
At this time, the old Madam of the Torres family was already very dissatisfied with Brantson. When she saw that he had brought such disaster to the Torres family, she became even more furious!
All must knew that the name of the Lord of the North was a taboo. He protected the country and was respected by countless people. No one in the country dared to disrespect him!
He forged the calligraphy of the Lord of the North. If the military department investigated it, not only Brantson would die, but the whole Torres family would be implicated by him and fall into eternal disaster!
At the thought of this, the old Madam of the Torres famliy was extremely scared!
She knew in her heart that the words left behind were only a disaster. Before anyone could react, she immediately snatched the words from the hands of her eldest grandson Mekell and tore them in half!
Afterwards, old Madam of the Torres family immediately lowered her face, slapped the table, and angrily yelled at Brantson, "You waste, want to destroy the Torres family with this treasonous thing? Get out of here!"
Brantson didn't expect that the old lady was so short-sighted. He wanted to give her a great opportunity and gave the Torres family a chance to leap over the dragon's gate, but she ruined it with her own hands.
What a stupid waste!
Thinking of this, he also lost the idea of ​​staying here and said to Murline, "Murline, since I'm not welcome here, I'll go first."
Seeing this, Murline subconsciously blurted out, "Then I'll come with you!"
The old Madam of the Torres family roared angrily, "Murline , if you dare to leave today, you will never enter the Torres family door for the rest of your life!"
At this moment, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.
Then everyone saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes walking in aggressively with more than twenty strong bodyguards.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the man coming.
Brantson looked up and recognized at a glance that the young man leading the group was none other than Epimenio Sanders , the eldest son of the wealthy the Sanders family .
Enemies were extremely jealous when they met.
Epimenio stepped forward and bumped into Brantson, his face immediately turned cold.
His eyes were extremely cold and he said, "Brantson, you are quite capable. Even director Isagani of the Golden Police Station can't do anything to you!"
The Torres family was shocked, but Brantson stared at Epimenio calmly and said, "Today is the old lady's birthday. I don't want to do anything. Get out quickly. I will deal with the accounts of the four wealthy families some other time."
Epimenio saw that Brantson at this time had an attitude of not changing his face even if the mountain collapsed. He couldn't help but laugh and said arrogantly, "Brantson, open your eyes wide and see, today is the day I want to settle the accounts with you! You ruined my wedding and disgraced me. If you don't hand over Necola, I will kill you in pieces!”