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Yet Nina still sensed something off. Nash's seemingly casual remark carried a hint of indifference and a touch of resignation.

Maybe she was reading too much into it. She could not shake the habit of analyzing Nash's emotions from his words, caring about his ups and downs. She should not worry so much.

Entering the Gibson residence, they found it already bustling with people, around a dozen or so. Some were dressed in suits, others in military uniforms, all looking quite distinguished. Grandpa George wore a simple suit, not a new one, but rather giving off a vintage vibe, just as Nash had mentioned. Grandpa George was indeed a thrifty man.

Grandpa George seemed to be enjoying himself with the others, but upon seeing Nash and Nina approach, his face lit up. "Ah, Nash is here, and Nina too," he exclaimed, rising from his seat with the help of a cane to greet them.

Nina quickened her pace subconsciously, not wanting Grandpa George to exert himself. "Grandpa George!"

"Nina," Grandpa George said, eyeing her, "you look lovely today. Nash finally splurged on a beautiful dress for you!"

His words were teasing, and Nina laughed as she replied, "The last couple of times we met, you were working, so I dressed more simply. But actually, Nash has bought me plenty."

It had become her habit to defend Nash with compliments.

A man who takes care of his wife will prosper," Grandpa George remarked, his gaze turning towards Nash,

was steady

your grandpa by several years,

his brows slightly. "You should not say things like

in expression, Grandpa George quickly added with a cheerful tone, "Alright, alright, just a few jokes. You took it seriously. Of course, I wish for a long and healthy life!" Nina looked at

attended Mr. George's birthday

and noticed several people in military uniforms chatting. They looked to

at them and replied casually, "The invitation was sent, so naturally,

can't even get you

forties, meticulously groomed with sharp features. But there

to a family banquet." Grandpa George interrupted sternly, "Frank, we're all family here. Nina

looked at

his tone softened

"Mr. George, we're

a casual chat,