Seeing how unmoved Mnie was, Yvonne clicked her tongue and asked, “Why don’t you have any


    reaction?”


    “How do you expect me to react?” Mnie asked back nkly.


    Yvonne opened her mouth as if to say something but hesitated. In the end, she just said, “Do you know the Scotts have already found a candidate?”


    Mnie lifted her ss of water, giving Yvonne a faint nce. “The daughter of Peyton from Prime City, Evelyn Shue.”


    Yvonne immediately widened her eyes. “How did


    you know?”


    Mnie did not respond. She remembered thest time she encountered Evelyn at LeapCo and the words she had said. She was also aware of Ste’s satisfaction with Evelyn.


    Therefore, apart from Evelyn, Mnie could not think of any other suitable candidate for Eugene,


    Seeing Mnie genuinely indifferent, Yvonne sighed lightly. “Boring! I thought you’d at least react a little.”


    Yvonne and Mnie were now quite familiar with one another. Given Yvonne’s straightforward personality, she had no qualms about mentioning Mnie’s rtionship with Eugene.


    Mnie herself did not mind others bringing it up. The facts were undeniable and did not require denial.


    Indeed, she and Eugene had a past, and she once had feelings for him. That was an undeniable fact. So what?


    She did not like him anymore.


    When Henry called, it happened to be evening. Mnie had just made ns with Yvonne to grab a meal when she heard her phone ring. She answered the call and heard Henry’s urgent voice. “Mel, where are you?””


    “What’s wrong?”


    “Come and apany me. I’m–old now, and no one wants me. No one can control me.”


    There was a hint of anger in the man’s voice. Mnie also heard the honking sound in the background on the other end of the line.


    Startled, she asked, “Where are you?”


    Henry was in a small park in the city center. When Mnie went over, Landon was whispering something to him.


    She walked over slowly and asked Henry, “Why did youe here? It’s windy here.”


    When the old man heard Mnie’s voice, he slowly raised his head. His old face looked lonely as he held Mnie’s hand with a sigh. “You’re the only one who still cares about me, good child.”


    Mnie instinctively sensed something off with the old man’s tone and frowned. “What’s wrong?”


    Henry shook his head, not saying anything. Landon gestured at her, and Mnie silently followed them. It was not until they found a nearby restaurant that Henry held Mnie’s hand and sighed again. “Mel…“‘<b>“</b>‘


    Mnie waited for the old man to continue, but it seemed difficult for him to get the words out.


    Finally, he asked, “Do you know about the arranged marriage candidate they found for Eugene?”


    Mnie did not expect it to be about this, but she nodded and said, “I do.”


    “This is a twisted trend. I don’t know where it started from, but they want a grown man who’s incapable to find a woman to marry and support him.”


    There was genuine sorrow on Henry’s face. His cloudy, wise eyes were fixed on Mnie. He looked like he wanted final confirmation and asked, “Mel, I’ve considered you my granddaughter–inw ever since Eugene brought you back that day. I…”


    As if anticipating what Henry was about to say, Mnie calmly interrupted him. She paused for a moment before continuing, “The weather has turned cold recently. Please don’t go to the park and expose yourself to the chill. It won’t be good if you catch a cold.”


    Henry’s brows furrowed slowly. He covered his mouth, coughing softly. “Mel, let me finish. I’ll ask you onest time. Is there really no chance between you and Eugene? He’s about to get engaged. If you still have any thoughts about him….


    “You should tell me the truth. I don’t believe I have absolutely no say when ites to the Scott


    family.“”