88. FAMILY DINNER

Arsenio returned home after nightfall. At least the office business had been completed for today.

He looked exhausted. You could see his sluggish face and massaged his shoulders several times.

"Dad." Arsenio approached Alexander Guan, who was sitting in the living room holding a piece of paper.

Arsenio's forehead wrinkled and wondered, when he found his father who sighed several times.

"What are you holding?" Arsenio sat next to the man who owned All Star Group.

While relaxing like this, Arsenio could see that his father was very old. Some of his hair had turned white and he often carried a cane around.

"This is an invitation to a family dinner sent by your uncle, to commemorate your grandfather's death," Alexander Guan explained half worriedly. There were long, deep strokes on his forehead. There were also a few sighs.

"Give me that letter. I want to read it too!" Arsenio asked firmly while holding out his hand.

Alexander Guan was hesitant. However, like it or not Arsenio had to kn