Chapter 1270 Elder Man’s Appearance
“That’s right! I support Natasha! Her Beauty Pill (Immortunol) is incredibly profitable, and it’s our hope for the resurgence of the Harmon family!”
At this moment, a prominent member of the Harmon family suddenly stood up.
“In extraordinary times, we must take extraordinary measures. No one is more suitable than Natasha to be our family head. I support her.”
“Natasha is exceptionally intelligent and has outstanding business acumen. Over the years, the companies she founded have all flourished and earned significant profits. With her leading the way, the Harmon family will undoubtedly succeed.”
“Grandfather’s right. We all support her!”
At this moment, nearly all members of the Harmon family agreed with the proposal. The few who had doubts were quickly drowned out.
Without any surprises, Natasha was directly elected as the family head.
“Natasha, everyone is enthusiastic and supports you as the family head. What do you think?” Old Harmon asked.
“Grandfather, I haven’t thought about it yet,” Natasha shook her head. She had not even considered such a role since her father’s recent passing.
“Natasha, I understand that this might be challenging for you at this time, but we must regain our composure,” Old Harmon said with a serious tone. “With greater abilities come greater responsibilities. Your father, in the realm of spirits, surely wouldn’t want to see the Harmon family fall apart. Now is the time for you to shoulder this heavy responsibility.”
“I…” Natasha opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.
“Talk of greater abilities coming with greater responsibilities is nonsense!” At this moment, a dignified voice suddenly echoed at the door.
Everyone turned their heads in the direction of the voice, only to see an elderly man in luxurious attire, his hair silver-white, walking in with his hands behind his back. Behind him, a group of aristocrats followed.
“Humph! If the Harmon family is in decline, that’s your own business, but don’t drag my granddaughter into it, or don’t blame me for not being polite!”
As soon as the elderly man appeared, he exuded a domineering aura and an intimidating presence.
This attitude provoked discontent among many in the room.
One young member of the Harmon family even slammed the table and shouted, “Hey! Who is this old man? How dare he act arrogantly in our Harmon family? Is he tired of living?!”
Before he could finish his sentence, the elderly man in luxurious attire took a step forward, and in an instant, a hunchbacked elderly servant accompanying him swiftly moved forward and slapped the young man’s face with a resounding “crack!”
The young man was sent flying and landed on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious.
Seeing this, the Harmon family members were furious and couldn’t contain their anger.
While the Harmon family might have fallen on hard times, they were not to be trifled with by just anyone.
“Capture them all!” one of the Harmon family elders angrily ordered.
“Stop! Everyone, stop!” Witnessing this, Old Harmon was shocked and immediately stopped the impulsive Harmon family members. He then rushed over to the elderly man in luxurious attire, bowed deeply, and said with a loud voice, “I am humble servant Herbert Harmon, paying my respects to Duke Roberts!”
“What?! A duke?!”
As soon as this statement was made, the entire room erupted in shock and disbelief.