Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 10 James Mester, The Riches Man

Chapter 10 James Mester, the Riches Man

Chris knew the banquet.

He had been keeping a low profile since he came back, so he didn't want to attend it.

However, since Alfred said so, if he didn't go there, Esther would suffer even more humiliation in front

of the Collins family.

Chris smiled, "OK!"

Alfred shook his head and didn't even want to talk to Chris.

In his eyes, Chris was just a madman.

As the richest man, James Mester only invited the noblest people to his banquet. Ordinary people had

no chance to even get in.

Chris was even worse than ordinary.

Michael asked in surprise, "Alfred, do you have the invitation?"

The Collins family was not so powerful, so they didn't receive the invitation.

Alfred answered proudly, "Of course, Grandpa. I'm just here to send you the invitation."

After saying that, he took out an exquisite invitation.

Michael took the card and smiled happily.

The Collins all felt jealous.

It was a great honor to attend the banquet held by Mr. Mester.

Loretta went to Esther and smiled, "Alfred and I will go to the banquet seven days later. I hope I can

see you there. Ha!"

Esther didn't say anything. She knew Loretta said this on purpose.

"Vroom!"

It was the rumble of car engines from the gate of the villa.

About thirty black Benzs came over. The first one was the limited edition, worth tens of millions.

The car doors were soon opened, and about one hundred men in black suits got out of the cars.

A man opened the door of the first car, and then a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses got out.

The man looked domineering. After he got out, all the bodyguards bowed to him.

"He's Mr. Mester!"

Alfred was stunned as he saw the man.

"What? Is he the richest man in East Coast, Mr. James Mester?"

"Oh my! Mr. James Mester is coming? Is this a dream?"

The arrival of the richest man, Jame Mester, made all the members of the Collins family gasp in

surprise.

Who was James Mester?

He was the real big shot in East Coast!

It was usually very hard to see him, but now, he was coming to visit the Collins family.

All the members were excited.

As for Michael, he was already stupefied.

Michael hurriedly rushed out and bowed respectfully to James, "Mr. Mester, it's my honor to have you RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

here. What can I do for you?"

James didn't even look at Michael. He went to Chris directly and then bowed to him.

"Mr. Shelby, I am terribly sorry. I should have been there to welcome you at the airport."

When Chris's plane arrived, James went to the airport to welcome him but was stopped by the soldiers.

He then heard that Chris was at Collins Manor, so he hurriedly came over to meet Chris.

He was the richest man in East Coast, but he kept a very respectful attitude toward Chris.

"What's going on? He's Mr. Mester! Why is he so respectful to Chris?"

Michael and all the members of the Collins family were all stunned. They couldn't believe this.

Chris waved his hand and said, "It's OK. Oh, what brings you here?"

James took out a pure-gold invitation and handed it to Chris with both hands. He respectfully said, "Mr.

Shelby, I will hold a banquet seven days later. Would you please come over and join us?"

Chris took the card and nodded, "OK. I see."

James thought Chris would refuse. After all, with Chris' status, he was just an ant in Chris's eyes.

He came here in person to show his attitude.

To his surprise, Chris agreed, which made him overjoyed!

"It's my great honor, Mr. Shelby. I won't disturb you here. Goodbye!"

After that, James and his bodyguards stepped back with their bowing heads to Chris and then left.

James hadn't even talked to anyone in the Collins family.

In his eyes, the Collins family didn't deserve his attention.

If it weren't for Chris, he wouldn't even come here.

After James left, the Collins family was left in a daze.

They looked at Chris and couldn't come back to their senses.

Alfred was very embarrassed.

He bragged that he had received James's invitation, but Chris...

He even mocked Chris just now. What a terrible decision he had made...

There were three kinds of invitations for James's banquet.

The best of the three was a pure gold token. And then there were also VIP invitations and ordinary

invitations.

Nobody had ever received James's pure-gold invitation all these years.

But Chris got one today.

Susan and John were also surprised.

Was this really their useless son-in-law?

Mr. Mester came here in person to deliver the invitation, and he even bowed to Chris. It was just like a

dream.

The person who was in the most embarrassing situation was Michael. He looked down at Chris and

flattered Alfred, but...

Facing their shocked eyes, Chris was still calm.

For the Collins family, James Mester was a real big shot.

But for Chris, James was an ant who he didn't even need to pay attention to.

He could destroy James with one word if he wanted.

"Chris, what's going on?" Esther asked in disbelief.

Esther was confused.

Chris smiled, "Nothing. Jamie knows I'm here. He's afraid that I won't attend the banquet, so he comes

here to send me the invitation. Take it and let's go there with Mom and Dad."

After saying that, Chris handed the pure-gold invitation to Esther.

Esther took it in a daze and still couldn't believe it.

Jamie?

Wait, Chris called Mr. Mester James just Jamie?

Mr. Mester was the richest man in East Coast. Who else dared to call Mr. Mester James like that?

Besides, James was obviously older than Chris.

But they didn't know the truth...

If James knew that Chris called him Jamie, he would be very happy.

"Esther, let me see the card!"

Susan yelled excitedly.

Esther handed the card to Susan.

Susan took it and looked at it carefully.

"Wow, is this really Mr. Mester's invitation? I heard that the pure-gold invitation is the best!"

Saying that, Susan looked at Alfred and asked on purpose, "Alfred, what kind of invitation did you

receive?"

Alfred was embarrassed as he heard the question.

What he had was definitely nothing compared to the pure-gold invitation.

Alfred didn't speak, and Susan felt even smugger.