Female Novel
Chapter 300 What a Great Honour
Karton Hotel.
A four-star hotel.
Although the environment, renovation, and service, were all impeccable, it was ultimately one star short
of the five-star Tyson Hotel.
A difference of one star may be a world of difference!
It was hard for Jack Hughes to imagine that Old Master Burton would actually stay in such a hotel.
After parking his car, he sullenly walked into the hotel.
He did not know why he would come at this time. But since he was here, there was no reason to avoid
seeing him.
Moreover, it was for the sake of his deceased mother.
Dingdong!
The lift opened.
Jack stepped out of the lift, followed the corridor, and found Suite 99999.
Knock, Knock!
Knocked on the door.
In just a few seconds, the door opened.
The person who opened the door was Dyson Burton, and unlike the last time Jack had seen him in the
capital city, he seemed to be quite haggard these days. He had lost some of the sharpness that Jack
had seen that day.
"You’re here?"
Dyson gave way indifferently, "Please come in."
Jack walked into the room and smelt a faint sandalwood fragrance.
The sound of chanting scriptures echoed through the room.
And in the living room, Old Master Burton in a grey Chinese suit was sitting cross-legged on the floor,
twirling the Buddhist beads in his hands and murmuring with his eyes closed.
"When did you start believing in Buddhism?"
Jack snorted, finding the image in front of him somewhat amusing.
The Burton family that valued men over women, done despicable deeds and overstepped many
boundaries.
And the old master of the Burton family who was in control, actually believed in Buddha?
Wasn’t it funny?
"Quiet. When the family head finishes chanting the scriptures, he will talk to you."
Dyson spoke solemnly and quietly. Since the change of the situation in the capital city, his father, who
used to be so grim and pride, had become much kinder.
At the same time, there was also a habit of chanting scriptures.
These days, no one was allowed to disturb the old master when he was chanting scriptures. It had
become a rule in the Burton family.
"Oh, I won't be accompanying you then."
Jack turned around and left.
"You…" Dyson’s face got serious, and his expression sulked.
"Wait!"
Old Master Burton, who was chanting scriptures, opened his eyes and shouted, "I am your grandfather
after all. Do you not even have the patience to wait?"
"My patience is only given to those I feel should be given, and you are not one of them."
Jack looked indifferent. Twenty years of living with his mother, all the evil acts the Burton family had
done to her, and what had happened to him in the Burton family in the past.
He would never forget it in his life!
He was not an indecisive character, treat him good and he’ll treat you better.
The greatest tolerance he could tolerate was not messing with the Burton family.
But trying to use blood kinship as a bond to be close to each other can never be done!
"Sigh.”
Old Master Burton sighed and slowly got up. He turned off the sound of the scriptures, twirling hisnovelbin
Buddhist beads as he slowly walked towards Jack, "This time, it’s for your mother."
Jack glanced at Old Master Burton, who looked depressed. His figure was also much more stooped,
and his face looked no more dignified as before.
It seemed that the change of situation in the capital city had affected him quite a bit!
Jack thought in his mind, and when he heard the word mom, he finally held back and sat down on a
chair at the side.
This scene caused Dyson’s pupils to contract and his anger to intensify.
Such a disobedient and unfilial person, how could his father still be nostalgic about him?
He sat down first while the two elders were standing. It was merely rude and arrogant!
"Dyson, make the tea."
Old Master Burton did not bother and settled into the chair beside Jack.
"Father…” Dyson was a little unconvinced.
However, as Old Master Burton looked askance and gave a "hmm" sound, Dyson immediately lowered
his head to make tea.
"Tell me, what is it about my mom?"
Jack spoke calmly, and his expression was unruffled.
Although his mother was no longer alive, as a son, he could never ignore the matter of his mother.
Old Master Burton was not in a hurry. His pale, wrinkled face always had a gentle smile on it.
After Dyson had set the tea on the table, Old Master Burton then slowly said, "Your mother is gone, but
your mother is still a member of the Burton family after all."
"She has long since ceased to be a member of the Burton family."
Jack’s eyes vibrated with veins, and his heart was filled with depression, "My mother is Burton
Hughes."
"Hehe!"
Old Master Burton smiled blandly, twirling his Buddhist beads as he said, "But your mother has my
blood in her body after all, and she has a surname of Burton."
"And then what?"
The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by despair and sorrow.
"Actually, I should have said something about this matter when your mother was buried, but at that
time, both you and your father were in a poor emotional state, so I held back."
He looked at Jack with deep eyes, "Your mother was a member of the Burton family, born as a member
of the Burton family and died as a soul of the Burton family. What was done to her back then was all my
fault. But now that she had died, in order to make up for my faults for these twenty years, I would like to
invite your mother into the Burton Family Ancestral Hall, to be worshipped by the incense of the Burton
family for generations."
Did you come all the way here just to talk about this?
Jack looked at him calmly and did not open his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Old Master Burton’s eyes were profound.
Dyson could not help but say, "Jack, perhaps you do not understand how difficult it is to enter the
Burton Family Ancestral Hall. So, I, as an elder, will tell you about it."
Jack’s mouth curled up into a smile as he looked at him with a smile.
Dyson’s expression was proud, this should be cultivated due to yearly experience for being in a wealthy
family like the Burton.
Even though the Burton family was now in a state of turmoil, this arrogance could not be erased in a
short time.
"The Burton Family Ancestral Hall is dedicated to the ancestors of the Burton Family through the ages.
And those who are not from the lineal descendant or does not have great merit are not allowed to enter
the Burton Family Ancestral Hall."
"In other words, to be able to enter the Burton Family ancestral Hall and enjoy generations of incense
offerings is a supreme honour for the Burton family. It is the greatest praise after death."
"Not to mention your mother, even I, if I don't end up as the head of the family or do something of great
merit for the Burton family, I will not be able to enter the Burton family Ancestral Hall after I died."
At this point, Dyson tilted his head proudly.
His words and mannerisms showed his arrogance.
The light in his eyes shone brightly as he looked straight at Jack, "So, do you understand how much
respect the family head has shown to your mother by making such a decision?"
As Dyson narrated, a smile appeared on Old Master Burton mouth from the beginning to the end.
However.
As the conversation ended.
Jack, however, suddenly laughed.
He did not try to hide his mockery expression.
This scene caused Old Master Burton and Dyson to freeze at the same time.
"What a great honour!"
Jack shrugged his shoulders and got up to wave his hand, "Such supreme glory of your Burton family
should be enjoyed by your family. How dare I let my late mother enjoy the light of the Burton family and
enter your family's ancestral hall?"
The disdain was so strong that both Old Master Burton and Dyson could understand it.
But it was this disdain that left both of them stunned and puzzled at the same time.
Was Jack still not satisfied after we had gone this far?
Old Master Burton was the first to come back to his senses and called out to Jack who had turned to
leave, "Jack, this is the greatest amount of remembrance and respect I can do for your mother!"
"Put away your respect and remembrance!"
Jack rubbed his nose and snorted, "The Burton Family Ancestral Hall is not worthy of being dedicated
to my deceased mother. My mother is only temporarily buried now. One day, I will send her to the
Hughes Family Ancestral Hall to be dedicated for generations to come! That is the glory my mother
deserves!"
"Who are you, the Burton family, compared to the Hughes family?"
The words were forceful, and while despising the Burton family, he also revealed a stunning
determination.
It was like a vow!