Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 166

"No matter what, give me a satisfactory answer today." Tristan didn't care what he had in mind, he opened his mouth morosely and absolutely. He was never that easy to be bullied, after finishing his words, he sat quietly on the sofa again.

‘Boy, you want time to think in silence, well, I'll wait for you!’

"I wonder what kind of an answer you want, Mr. Johnson?" After only a moment of thought, Calvin spoke indifferently. "Mr. Johnson, you know that I am a descendant of the Harvey family and my grandmother is still alive, if you want me to marry your daughter, she would only be a concubine, what do you think?"

What a bully!

"Calvin, do you think I'm really a fool? You are already divorced, you can marry my daughter, yet you want her to be a concubine. I am a government official, what ancestral tablets, family tree, in my eyes, that is all nonsense. Since you are registered, you are a couple, don't mention these messy things to me. Do you think this is a feudal society, and you want to have three wives and four concubines? I'm telling you, it doesn't work with me, it's not up to you now." Tristan's face was stern as he solemnly declared.

These words were very harsh, and Calvin's eyes were shinning.

"Mr. Johnson, I respect you, but I didn't expect you to describe our Harvey family's ancestral tablets and family tress as a mess. I really didn't expect that a dignified official would not respect the ancestors of the common people or folk culture in the slightest, if that's true, then I'm sorry, there's really no way for me to marry your daughter." Calvin was very indignant at Tristan's insulting words about his ancestors. He despised him for taking personal revenge on the incident at Castle Peak Lake, and when he heard such underhanded words today, the trace of apology he had for him disappeared from his heart.

What he hates most is being blackmailed. He doesn't give a damn.

The air has the darkness of a choppy seabed.

The tense confrontation was instantly high.

Calvin slowly stood up and looked at Tristan from a high position. Although it was not possible to see the deep dark light inside the glasses, his aura was sufficient and there was not a bit of fear.

Tristan's crossed legs stopped swaying lightly and his back stiffened.

"Mr. Johnson, do we have to make it so difficult between our two families?" He asked word for word, his tone as gentle as possible. But the light in his eyes was fearless.

"Calvin, you have to distinguish clearly who must make things difficult now." Tristan, despite his aura, felt a slight inexplicable weakness, and he seemed to have become the bully landlord forcing the marriage.

And his daughter looked like a cheap item that had been returned, which instantly raised the flames of angry inside him.

He slowly took off his glasses and took a soft cloth out of his pocket and gently wiped them off, and after a long time, feeling more comfortable, he put them back on and then stood up in an official manner and said.

"Young man, you can't be reckless and impulsive in anything you do. It's good to have courage, but knowing how to move forward and backward is great wisdom. I appreciate your talent, but that doesn't mean my bottom line can be exceeded indefinitely."

At this, Tristan stepped forward, patted on Calvin’s shoulder and said, “Calvin, it is okay for a man to make some mistakes, but all excuses are not excuses. We all live in real life, and I just want to see the results."

His chubby hands rubbed his shoulders and he gave a smile.

"I asked you out today, not to discuss with you how to settle the matter between you and Lexie, but to ask you, on which date is you and Lexie's marriage set? She is pregnant now and she can’t wait. I can tell you solemnly, you must give a date for the wedding within a month, or I will tell all the media about the scandal you have done. Although you are smart and know how to avoid bad luck, don't forget that I have never been easy to be bullied. This is not a trivial matter. Lexie is my only daughter. You should know that parents can go to any lengths for their sons and daughters."

Tristan smiled as he said these words, but his tone and the temper that flowed from him showed that defiant.

Obviously, Tristan was angry.

This was a matter of his daughter's happiness, and he would never be merciful. If his daughter was not happy, so what he was an official?

Calvin stood rigid, his face somewhat dull, the air dumped all that heavy pressure from Tristan. He clenched his hands, his eyes stared at the snowflakes flying outside the window, all that came to his mind was the figure of Belle.

Tristan put on his suit and walked away with aplomb.

On his face was an unfathomable, grim smile.