Chapter 90: Belated happiness

In the capital city.

"Do you dare to show up at my doorstep?!" The fierce roaring voice carried immense anger, shaking the entire small villa.

Mr. Garcia brandished a broom, driving Harry out towards the main gate. His chest heaved with rage, and he thrust the broom without mercy at Harry, but luckily he still avoided it.

Pointing his finger directly at Harry's face, Mr. Garcia patted his chest to calm his breathing and said, "Get out of my sight quickly. Do you think bringing gifts to please me, I will allow you to be with my daughter?”

The front door slammed shut, leaving Harry standing there looking pitiful and helpless.

It seemed that the real difficulty had just arrived.

A few hours earlier.

"Do you think this suit looks okay on me? Handsome enough? Does an all-black look from head to toe make me too scary?"

Harry continuously adjusted his hairstyle while looking in the mirror. He then turned around for Emma and Charlie to admire. He nervously straightened the edges of his vest a