Lamont's words were extremely humiliating.
Gabriel was so angry that his calves were trembling.
Back then, his younger brother, Lamont, had always been like a lackey.
But now, Lamont was looking down upon him.
Such a change in status was a joke of destiny.
But what could they do?
Now that Mary did not support them, their struggle would be useless.
They could only hold back their anger, choosing to leave in shame.
Looking at Gabriel and his father going away, Lamont spat on the ground.
Lamont snorted. "You two are still dreaming of getting into the Windsor's house? Well, no way!"
Then Lamont hummed a tune and turned back to the gate.
Just at this moment.
In the distance, a sports car roared along and it was approaching quickly.
Turning around, Lamont saw a red Lamborghini coming over.
It stopped at the entrance of the Windsor's courtyard with a nice drift.