Refusal

Inside the manor, Madam Layla and her daughters, along with Yuan and his wives, were enjoying their morning tea, savoring the start of the day.

Yuan sat between his mothers, Anna and Grace, while Lily and Emma flanked them. Xi Meili occupied the best seat in the house, nestled on Yuan's lap. He held her waist tenderly with one hand and sipped his tea with the other.

Just then, the living hall door creaked open, and a voice followed. An entrance guard entered, accompanied by a group of unfamiliar individuals.

"My Lady, our guests have arrived, and I've brought them inside as you instructed," the guard announced.

"Very well, you may leave now," Madam Layla replied, setting down her tea.

"Understood, My lady..." The guard nodded and promptly exited, returning to his post.

Lord Ivan and his group were taken aback by the scene. A striking young man was seated on a sofa, flanked by beauties, one of whom sat on his lap.