Chapter 1131
“Like father, like son, Cecil is a piece of work. No doubt he’s no good either p>
“Of course, he’s no good. Isn’t he the one who walked out on his family? I heard Cecil’s mom got dumped the moment she got pregnant, so Cecil ended up living with his stepdad p>
“It figures, doesn’t it? Bad blood runs in the family. Just you wait and see. If Emmett grows up without any issues, I’ll livestream myself eating my hat p>
The crowd was buzzing with gossip, paying no mind to the elderly gentleman among them.
Despite his distinguished aura and his clearly upscale attire, he didn’t seem to faze them.
Suddenly, a few black sedans pulled up steadily behind the crowd.
The cars were nothing out of the ordinary, but the men stepping out were a different story—all were clad in sleek jackets.
To those in the know, it was an unmistakable sign.
The arrival of these figures instantly captured everyone’s attention.
Reporters, caught off guard, hesitated to take photos openly, while quietly recorded the scene for a live broadcast.
The leaders, unaware of what had transpired, scanned the reporters with furrowed brows before making their way to the elderly man.
The reporters quickly made way for these untouchable figures, assuming they were here for an inspection of the hospital. Instead, the group made a beeline for the old man, stopping in their tracks.
With smiles and polite, respectful gestures, they bent down to shake hands.
“Old Mr. Gibson, we had no idea Bertram was coming to Silver City without advance notice. If anything were to happen to you here, Silver City would never forgive itself p>
“We only found out this morning that Bertram had arrived in Silver City last night. We rushed to your hotel, only to find you weren’t there p>
“We didn’t have your assistant’s contact information, and couldn’t reach you. After much inquiry, we learned you had come to the hospital. Are you unwell, sir?” The crowd was stunned.
Just who was this old man, to receive such reverence from the city’s leaders?
In their presence, he was treated with the kind of respect usually reserved for high-ranking officials.
Yet, his attire and braided hairstyle hardly fit the image of a politician.
Before the reporters could fully process the scene, the internet was already ablaze.
“Bertram! It’s Bertram!! OMG, Bertram p>
“My God, I knew there was something about this gentleman. It’s the legendary Bertram p>
“Is Bertram still setting trends? That outfit must be from his latest collection; I’ve never seen it before p>
“I adore the beads Bertram is wearing p>
“And those sunglasses p>
“That hairstyle is absolutely killer p>
Some were in awe, while others shifted the conversation to Emmett,
“No wonder Emmett is so talented at just five years old. He’s Bertram’s own grandson p>
“Whoever said there was something
Wheat your Bertram’s genes, prepare
your words! It’s your family’s
genes that have issues p>
“Exactly, those bashing our Bertram, back off p>
“I’m going to make a formal
complaint; someone’s been talkimet
smack about our Bertram. Mom,
please take action p>
As Bertram’s identity was revealed, the internet was once again thrown into a frenzy.
But this time, nobody spoke ill of Cecil or Emmett. It was all praise and adulation.
After all, Bertram was a true icon in the world of fashion.
Single-handedly, he had
revolutionized the Western fashion scene, placing his country at the
e of style.