"Mr. Quinn, you've been in the business world for more than a year or two. If you can't solve this kind of difficulty, doesn't that seem a bit off?"
Before Dominic Quinn could continue with pleasantries, Joseph Lancaster's serious voice cut through, causing Dominic Quinn to pause, muttering instinctively.
"Second Uncle, do you mean..."
"The Lancaster Family cannot assist with your Quinn's financial crisis. I'm afraid you'll have to find someone else, Mr. Quinn!"
With that, Joseph Lancaster directly ended the call, tossing the phone onto the coffee table in front, making a crisp sound.
"Joseph, how can you talk like that?" Violet Zimmerman looked at him disapprovingly, the reproach on her face plain to see.
"If not like this, then how should I talk?" Joseph Lancaster turned back with a half smile, and the Lancaster men were all born with good looks. The starlight twinkling in his eyes as he half-smiled nearly distracted Violet Zimmerman.
