An experienced pair of eyes glimred, "The last ti you refused the marriage with Xingzi, was it because you were in love with her?"
Hans Montrose, in collaboration with Caleb, had brought lody Thorne here, and he no longer thought to conceal anything.
"Yes."
"Haha, young people are indeed honest," the old man patted Hans Montrose on the shoulder, "Since you love her so much, you shouldn’t mind that she’s been married before, right?"
A marriage without the Seymour family’s consent is nothing more than a piece of waste paper—it holds no value.
Hans Montrose’s lips curled in self-mockery, his radiant eyes filled with bitterness, "No matter how hard I try, I can never match the place he holds in her heart, having watched over her since childhood yet not able to compare to Jared Quinn appearing before her for even a second."
This is the difference, the biggest difference between him and Jared Quinn.
The Seymour patriarch squinted his eyes, unsure of how much affection his granddaughter truly had for Jared Quinn in her heart,
"There is no possibility between them!" The Seymour patriarch’s cloudy eyes were filled with complexity, "I will make her give up. As long as you agree to continue taking care of her and marry her, you will be the only son-in-law recognized by the Seymour family!"
"Why doesn’t grandfather agree with her being with the Quinn Family?"
The union of the Seymour and Quinn families’ power is undeniably the best outco, impossible for anyone to shake.
"There’s no why!" The old man’s cane struck the ground, "First answer if you’ll marry her."
Hans Montrose could naturally see that the old man’s emotions were such that he would never let lody Thorne be with Jared Quinn even if it killed him.
Even if he had been the eternal backup, it was about ti he considered himself.
"As long as she marries, I will wed her!"
"Good, haha, straightforward," the Seymour patriarch laughed heartily, "Alright, that girl has a stubborn temperant; you don’t need to accompany . Go and see her."
"Alright."
...
In C’s most luxurious hotel, on the top floor, a tall man’s gaze was fixed on the distance. After the anger slowly subsided, only his business mind was swiftly operating.
From their location, one could see the Seymour family situated at the center of Crestfall, surrounded by layers of guards.
Rushing in or taking action was not the best approach; for lody Thorne, he must not act against the Seymour family and definitely should not escalate their relationship to that of enemies.
"I believe with the young lady’s character, she definitely wouldn’t sit idle," Harold Chapman spoke from behind Jared Quinn, "We might as well wait a couple of days. She’s gone back to the Seymour family; it’s impossible for there to be no movent. Let’s wait for the ssage from our people inside the Seymour family."
After confirming lody Thorne’s identity so days ago, they had prepared people to blend into the Seymour family, just waiting for the right mont. However, to avoid attracting attention, they had not yet made contact.
Jared Quinn’s deep pupils emitted a cold glow, his fists tightly clenched, "Have them get the ssage about her inside as soon as possible."
As far as he knew, the Seymour family had very deep roots, and its mbers were adept at scheming against each other, though lody Thorne was no pushover either.
But with her temperant, he worried she might suffer a loss,
"Alright."
The entire box of fish food was thrown into the water by lody Thorne, and those little carp were so overfed that they floated on the surface as if pregnant.
"If they eat any more, they’ll burst," Hans Montrose waved a hand to dismiss the servants standing by, his radiant eyes fixed on her, the emotions he used to hide now filling his vision.
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