It Has Nothing to Do with Daddy

Alex was so tall that he almost hit the door frame. He stood there and blocked the door.

Following George's gaze, the entire Walton family looked over. As soon as Alex entered, he felt seven or eight gazes stabbing at him like knives. He had seen the Old Master of the Walton family before, and he was glaring at him with a straight face. He had also seen George before. He was expressionless and had sharp eyes. There were a few he had never seen before. One of them had dark skin and it was obvious that he had a bad temper. He had his hands on his hips and his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to rush up and fight him at any time. A parrot was flapping around Mia and shouting, "The demon is here! The old demon is here!"

Alex looked around without changing his expression and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Old Madam Walton gritted her teeth. "Why are you still asking? What's wrong with Mia's forehead? You're already so old, can't you even raise a child well?"