CH957 Battle of Gifts II
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Alex's words struck Aiden like a massive slap to the face. His face paled with rage.
If glares could kill, he would have killed Alex at least ten times over with his eyes alone.
"Your gift is far too generous, Young Master Alex," Countess Megan suddenly said as everyone began to come to terms with the wealth displayed before them.
'Your wife has already given me more than enough,' she thought to herself.
"You intend to succeed your father as Patriarch, don't you? With these Magic Armours, you could form your own Magic Armour battalion. There's no need to gift them to me. This is simply too much," Countess Megan said, her tone making it clear that she was trying to establish some distance between herself and Alex.
"You see that? Your extravagant gift has been rejected," Aiden remarked.
A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, as he wondered whether Countess Megan might still be willing to accept his gifts despite their comparatively lower value.
