When Walter heard about Dn getting close to ra, his smile faded a bit, but


    he still said, "Dn''s never been one to lie. If he says he doesn''t like ra, then he doesn''t. He''s never really been into anything or anyone, maybe he''s just waiting for the right one."


    Walter ced a photo on the table. It was from that party, showing ra on Dn''sp, the two of them caught in a kiss. Clearly, he came with evidence.


    "Mr. Howard, Dn''s all grown up now. He might have his own ideas. If Lillian were still here, they might have had a kid running around by now. It''s a shame. As an elder, I shouldn''t hold anything against ra, but she did cause trouble for a Dawson family girl. Even with my patience, I can''t ignore it. I''ve watched Dn grow; he shouldn''t lose his way."


    In these big families, marrying within your social ss is everything. If an heir marries someone from a questionable background, it''s a joke thatsts a lifetime. And Dn, he''s been a golden boy from day one, never stepping out of line.


    Walter said his piece and slowly stood up. "I''ll drop by another day for a game of chess. The Dawson family has its own drama. And Jackson, that troublemaker, I don''t know what''s gotten into him. He''s always going on about divorce. Even family rules don''t faze him."


    The two were old friends, and Walter was trying to give Mr. Howard an out. Mr. Howard went along, "Jackson''s still young. You arranged his marriage because you liked the girl, but he hadn''t even met her. It''s normal for him to push back. Once they spend more time together, he''lle around."


    Walter sighed, talking about his grandson always gave him a headache. "If he''d just behave, it''d be fine. But one day he shows up with lipstick marks and says if we don''t let him divorce, he''ll cheat every day. Almost gave me a heart attack."


    As they walked downstairs, they discussed Jackson''s reckless behavior, and the mood lightened. Once Walter saw Mr. Howard out, his expression turned serious. He called Eden, asking her toe over.


    Walter rarely reached out to other Ferguson family members, so Eden knew something big was up. As she headed downstairs, she bumped into Simon. He''d been holed up at home, throwing himself into boxing, and his vibe hadpletely changed. Eden felt like she didn''t know him anymore and sometimes found him intimidating.


    "Hey, Simon."


    Simon pulled off his boxing gloves, asking casually, "Where are you off to?"


    "Grandpa called me over."


    Simon raised an eyebrow, grabbing a bottle of water. "If he asks about ra and Dn, what are you gonna say?"


    "I''ll tell him the truth. Dn does like


    ra! But


    ra''s not good enoug


    for him. If Grandpa steps in,, they won''t stand a chance!"


    Her emotions red, hoping ra would get what she deserves soon. Simon took a sip, a slight smirk


    ying on his lips. "You''re right et


    Eden. ra''s not a match for Dn. Make sure you''re honest, give examples, because Grandpa really trústs Dn."


    "Simon, you don''t like ra either, do you?"


    Simon screwed the cap back on, the veins in his hand standing out. "Nope, can''t


    stand her."