"You've failed to arrange a seat for Maria? What on earth is happening here? She's an integral part of the Jenkins family, yet she's being excluded?"

His anger was directed at Reuben.

Mrs. Jenkins, the matriarch of the family, was beyond reproach, and Canaan couldn't openly challenge her.

Reuben, a mere servant, found himself powerless to argue with the esteemed elder members of the family.

Thus, he endured Canaan's verbal assault in silence.

“Canaan, causing a scene at a celebratory banquet, is that truly fitting?" Mrs. Jenkins interjected, her words compelling Canaan to restrain his anger.

Canaan turned his gaze toward Mrs. Jenkins, his unspoken demand for an explanation palpable in his eyes.

Mrs. Jenkins smiled.

“Barbara lost her parents during her childhood and had to reside in the other's home. Only I can truly empathize with her. She has faced countless trials, yet she has persevered, even achieving official membership in the Pill Alchemist Association. I organized this banquet not merely to applaud Barbara's achievements, but to honor her unyielding spirit and character! Can't you understand that, Canaan?"

Canaan seethed with frustration.

What absurdity was this?

Barbara might have lost her parents at a young age, but hadn't Maria endured a similar fate?

Living in the other's home? Maria hadn't even grown up within the Jenkins residence. Her childhood was spent in the countryside, facing a multitude of hardships.

And as for Barbara, the Reverse Pill alone had cost the Jenkins family a staggering six billion.

Over the years, the Jenkins family invested so much money on her.

Good grief! Was this truly how she had lived in the other's residence?

Canaan yearned to express that he wished to experience the life Barbara enjoyed, but he feared that Mrs. Jenkins might not be inclined to spare the funds!

As he contemplated his response, he observed Barbara gracefully rising from her seat.

She positioned herself in the center of the banquet hall, scanned the room, and then knelt in front of Mrs. Jenkins.

"Mrs. Jenkins, I shall forever cherish your kindness. I pledge to dedicate all my knowledge and skills to you as a token of my gratitude!"

Mrs. Jenkins burst into hearty laughter.

“Did everyone hear what she said? See how grateful Barbara is? This is what true gratitude looks Like. Unlike some of our younger family members who behave as if their knees are coated in gold and never deign to kneel and show respect."

While they were conversing, Reuben entered with a satisfied expression on his face.

"Mrs. Jenkins, we have an esteemed guest!"