Chapter 259: Women, after all, are only vassals and vases

Molton Manor is located in the northwest corner of the affluent city of Chaos City. It covers an extremely wide area, and the architectural style of gray and white is luxurious. However, the architectural style and single color of the Founder are also somewhat serious.
At the beginning of the Hua Deng, the servants in the manor came in and out with a serious expression. The footsteps were silent and there was no verbal communication between them. It seemed that there was a mime.
In a luxurious hall, a mahogany ring-shaped long table sits around a dozen people dressed in Chinese costumes. Each person has a fried steak in front of him, accompanied by caviar, but everyone’s hands are in order. Under the table, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to be somewhat depressed.
The crystal chandelier above lit the oil lamp, illuminating the entire hall, standing on the side of a few servants, standing with a serious expression.
Jeffrey sat in the first place, his eyes swept over the lady sitting on the side of Denis Marquez, sitting next to his wife, and his second son, Siriel, who had lowered his head, paused and skipped him. The daughter-in-law fell to the eldest son, Lance, who was sitting a little farther and sitting straight.
This eldest son, who was famous in the city of chaos, did not dare to look at him. Jeffrey’s brow wrinkled and swept over the long-haired Miki, who was sitting next to him, and finally fell to the last seat. Some of the girls wearing silk hats did not like to say: "When you eat, you don't have to take your face off, then don't sit on the table. The people of the Morton family never fear the eyes of others."
The eyes of everyone looked at the girl sitting in the corner.
"Gloria sister is afraid that she is scared to scare us, but I have not seen that beautiful sister for many years." Heti, sitting next to Cyril, grinned, wearing words A bit of ridicule, the 16-year-old girl, looks like a Peugeot, with heavy makeup.
"Yeah, I remember that my sister was beautiful when I was young." Her twin sister, Herni, who was sitting next to her, nodded, and they looked almost exactly the same, staring at the girl in the corner.
"No, I still said that she was born with beauty. When she grows up, she must be one of the best beauty in the city of chaos. How can she not even see people now?" Aurora, sitting in the middle, said with a smile, bright red lipstick. The face that I don't know how much white powder is smeared is even more terrifying. At the age of 30, there are many fine lines in the corners of my eyes.
The girl wearing a silk cap was obviously stiff, and the hand hanging down was clenched into a fist, but she was still silent and did not speak.
Sitting around her, the gentle-looking lady looked worried and anxiously at her, her lips moving, but did not dare to speak.
"Father, Rodriguez has become accustomed to wearing a silk hat. This is her freedom. I think you should respect her." Lance looked up and looked at Jeffrey, and put his eyes on him without any retreat. meaning.
"Freedom?" Jeffrey's smile was a bit ridiculous, his face suddenly cold, his hands on the table, his body leaning forward slightly, watching Lance's voice improve a bit: "I gave you what you call freedom, then you Running to be a shabby bookmaker made me the biggest joke in the city of chaos. Everyone said behind me that Jeffrey had a good son, and that good family property was not to be taken with a group of small children. Now, dare you tell me the freedom of a female baby? A woman is nothing more than a man's accessory in this world! If you can't get married, you won't even have the value of being an accessory."
Cyril looked up at Lance and raised his mouth, but he quickly regained his gaze and still looked down and looked at the obedient.
Aurora, Herti and Heni sullenly looked at Colora, it seems that the women in Jeffrey’s mouth have nothing to do with them.
"Teaching and educating people is a noble thing, a career that I love. This is my choice and my freedom." Lance suddenly got up and looked at Jeffrey with a gaze, looking back at Goul. Li Ya, the voice has also increased a few points: "As for women, they are not the vassals of anyone, they have their own ideas, have the ability to do the same things as men, the world is biased against them, and The so-called fools in our mouths are to correct this wrong view of the world!"
Roland, who looked down, suddenly looked up at Lance's side face. The purple scorpion under the hat seemed to have light shining. His father, one who gave up the identity of the Molton family heir, went to the chaos school. As a general linguistic teacher, is the real reason for this?
"Hurricane, just because you want to correct the view of the world." Jeffrey took back his hands and leaned back on the back of the chair, watching the eldest son who had placed his hopes for hope, and his eyes flashed a deep disappointment, but the smile was It’s more and more ridiculous.
Don’t say that the world’s views are corrected. If you were not born in the Morton family, you can even take out the money for your daughter’s medical treatment. Why do you correct the world?

"Big brother, my father is not very good, you should not make him angry." Cyril looked at Lance with a sincere look, with a bit of helplessness in his tone.
"I..." Lance clenched his fist, but afterwards he couldn't say it. He stagnated for a while, and some of them were unable to sit back in their seats. Yeah, if not born in the Morton family, he How can an ordinary teacher give Gloria to see a doctor?
Gloria's hand trembled a little, and the flame that suddenly rose in her heart became brighter and brighter, and there was a kind of power that ran out of her heart that had been bound, trying to break free of those shackles.
Mickey was worried about holding out a small hand and holding Rolanda’s hand and shaking his head. Only ten years old, he didn’t know what the adults said, but he knew that Grandpa was angry. It’s best not to talk at this time. Otherwise it will be embarrassing.
"This world will never change. The Aden Chamber of Commerce will always rule the economy of the city of chaos. The rich will always be rich, and the woman, after all, is only a vassal and a vase." Jeffrey looked away. Lance recovered and picked up the knife in front of him, his voice low and confident.
Everyone else was relieved and they both picked up the knife and fork in front of them.
"Grandpa, I believe in the words of my father. Women can do everything that men can do. We can't be vases. We can do whatever we want. I won't be a vassal of anyone. I want to do it. An independent and free person." At this moment, Rodriguez, who had been silent, got up, and his voice was not loud, but he said with great steadfastness.
The movements in the hands of everyone suddenly froze, all of them are incredible expressions. I didn’t expect that Rodriguez, who was so arrogant that she didn’t even have a single sentence, dared to refute Jeffrey’s words on the spot. This is almost in the Molton family. Things that can't happen.
Lance was also an unexpected look back at Colora, like the first time I knew my daughter.
"Sorry, I am full," said Colora, a little confused. She removed the chair and ran away from the door.