As soon as he heard Fabian Holmes was here, Michael Linton didn't bother to go back and change his clothes. He bypassed Auntie Li standing at the door and hurried downstairs.
However, he was still a step late when he got downstairs. His father was already face-to-face with his brother-in-law.
Seeing the two of them, Michael Linton rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache approaching, and quickly walked over to the father-in-law and son-in-law duo.
"Dad! You..."
Before Michael Linton could finish, Callix Linton waved his hand to interrupt him. As he stopped him, the old man spoke to his son-in-law Fabian Holmes: "What exactly is the matter with you? Why do you have to disturb our rest in the middle of the night?"
Callix Linton never had a good impression of this son-in-law, and recently, he had grown increasingly displeased with him; his words and tone were anything but polite.
