Chapter 171

Fidelia's eyes lit up with delight. "Thank you so much!" she exclaimed.

Graham stood off to the side, nodding with a cool detachment-a bare minimum of greeting.

The gifts for Uncle Healy and Uncle Fowler were expensive blends of tea, the kind that bespoke taste and tradition.

The old patriarch surveyed the scene with satisfaction, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "Alright, let's not just stand around. Dinner's ready—let's eat."

The dining table was all warmth and laughter on the surface, but beneath the facade, subtle tensions simmered.

Charis, feigning casual curiosity, asked, "Effie, I heard you grew up with your grandmother? Marrying into the Etheridge family must feel like quite the stroke of luck."

Before Effie could respond, Lyman interjected, voice calm but unmistakably protective. "You're too modest, Aunt Charis. Effie is gentle and kind, and she graduated from a top university. I'm the lucky one to have her as my wife."

caught off guard by his rebuttal and forced a thin, awkward smile. "We're all hoping you two will give us some good news next year-maybe

played along, lowering her

wealthy, she thought. Not

heard the company has a

the

expression tightened for a split second, but he quickly

offices for ages, with nothing to show for it. He'd always resented being overshadowed by his ambitious nephew. This New Year's gathering was his chance to curry favor with the patriarch

and the family dispersed to their

Year's tradition. The house was sprawling, with wings, balconies, and enough guest rooms for everyone to have their own space. After the reunion dinner,

the country, towns and cities were

this year, Effie felt

family for their reunion; he rarely brought Effie along, knowing how large and cold his family

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