My Supermodel Wife

After hearing this, Michelle glanced at Leonard unintentionally.

The doctor she brought had never treated Leonard. In fact, the doctor had returned abroad.

Lockhart said with a broad smile, "Since your eyes can see again, this is indeed a good thing and it really needs to be celebrated. I didn't expect the doctor brought by sister-in-law to be so skilled. I myself have been looking for a well-known domestic doctor, but no one has been able to cure him. Now it seems that medics from abroad are more advanced!"

Leonard immediately replied. "I was not born blind after all, this was all due to an accident. As the saying goes, foreign doctors are needed to treat diseases caused by foreign drugs!"

As those words came out, Lockhart lowered his eyelids as he drank his tea, but his gaze was not calm at all.

Was there such a saying?

Even Luke beside him suddenly blinked.

Leonard clearly dissed them.

The deep meaning behind his words should've made them choke, but it seemed like his opponents were tough enough to not show any obvious shock.

Luke raised his hand and scratched his brows, then coughed softly. "Brother, your eyes are healed, huh? I'm happy for you. If today's big family dinner is just to celebrate your recovery, shouldn't I also have a banquet to celebrate when my wound heals?"

Leonard took a sip of his tea calmly. "Up to you, I have no opinion!"

Luke gritted his teeth. "If you think like that, you're not the one who got hurt after all!"

Hearing this, Leonard put down his teacup and pursed his lips meaningfully. "Your tone sounds very sour. Have you forgotten that before today, I was injured more badly than you? Your wound is nothing more than a small matter that occurred between brothers, so why make a fuss about it?''

"Small matter?" Luke felt like he could explode at any time, but he didn't want to. He could only mutter in a dull voice. "You called it a petty brawl?"

Leonard's mouth was still pursed. "Then what's with that? Did you break an arm or leg? Luckily, you can still sit here, while my own brother is locked up in the police station because of you. What's your discontent?"

The confrontation between Leonard and Luke made the atmosphere at the dinner table tense. Leonhart, who had been silent all along, left this matter to the younger generation.

When Michelle wanted to calm them, Leonhart covertly stopped her.

At this point, Lockhart glanced at Leonhart and saw that his brother had no intention of interfering. This made him frown and glared at Leonard. "Leonard, you can't think like that. In the end, Luke is older than Lyle, and the boy was arrogant and dared to humiliate his brother in public."

"As for him staying in the police station, it was entirely because the people at the scene called the police to investigate this matter. I think... brother and sister-in-law should give us an explanation, right?"

Lockhart had deliberately brought the topic to the Patriarch. He wanted to see how they made a decision on this matter.

If the Patriarch couldn't handle this matter fairly, then stepping down from his power was the most common thing. Leonhart heard this then he looked at Lockhart faintly. "I have nothing to explain about our children's situation. Since Lyle has dared to hit Luke, let him suffer the consequences. You are free to do what you want with him!"

Michelle immediately whispered. "This…"

"You really don't care about Lyle?" 

Lockhart couldn't believe it!

Leonhart glanced at him lightly. "Give me a reason to care about him!"

Lockhart was silent for a moment, and his eyes met Leonhart's, narrowed questioningly.

At this moment, Luke was observing their every move, and then said in a flash, "Since uncle and aunt don't care, Lyle's matter must be settled according to the law. Brother Leonard, are you okay?"

Luke asked Leonard if they really didn't care about Lyle, then he wouldn't mind taking Lyle down first.

That stinky and stubborn boy will rot in jail!

Now, it's time for him to have a taste for himself!

Luke and his father were thinking the same thing, and after hearing his question, Leonard spread his hands on the table a little. "If my parents don't mind, how can I complain!"

"That's really... Great!"

Luke sneered, then slowly got to his feet. "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom!"

"I will keep you company!" Leonard followed up.

Upon seeing this, Luke narrowed his eyes and stopped. "What?"

"Well, I think I need to go there too!"

'Hmph, just see how long you can pretend!'

Luke turned and left, purposely accelerating his pace.

Seeing that the toilet was already in front of him, Luke heard a lighter voice from behind him before he even entered.

He turned and saw that Leonard was already leaning on the windowsill, looking at himself with a smile while smoking a cigarette.

Luke pouted and glanced at him disdainfully. "Don't you want to go to the bathroom? Why are you still smoking?"

Leonard exhaled smoke while holding his cigarette. After a few seconds, he wrapped his arms around his ċhėst and the corners of his mouth. With a cigarette buŧŧ in his mouth, he said, "You go first, and I'll tell you why I smoke when you go out!"

"Oh, alright!"

Luke gave a cold snort, and when he entered the bathroom, he purposely closed the door.

In about five minutes, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Leonard already standing by the opposite wall.

There's no one here, so Luke paused on the spot with a bit of vigilance. "Aren't you coming in?"

Leonard pressed his back against the wall with his legs folded in front of him, hitting the corner of his mouth. "Have you finished your call?"

Luke put one hand in his pocket, raising an eyebrow. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Luke, it's just you and me here, so if you were this naive it would be boring!

Leonard slowly straightened up. He took a few steps forward and closer to Luke. "Let me guess, you should have just completed that phone call earlier. As for the contents... you confirmed that Lyle was still at the police station, right?"

Luke immediately clenched his cell phone which was in his pants, his eyes darting warily at Leonard. "What do you have to say at the end?"

"What to say? This petty argument doesn't befit someone like me. I am the eldest child of the Adler family and can be said to be your brother. Ever since I returned to Bandung, I remember every 'favor' you've granted me."

While speaking, Leonard stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and continued. "My eyes, everyone's treatment of me, my suffering and… you even helped me deal with Lyn, so many things… how should I thank you now?"

Leonard's words made Luke's heart tense.

The face of an innocent younger brother that he had originally kept on the surface was all smashed to pieces at this moment.

The wariness in Luke's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a deadly glare.

He slapped Leonard's arm off his shoulder, and slowly looked into his eyes. "It seems that you know everything huh!"