Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 401

Old Mr. Martinez sighed with a tinge of envy, "I've thought about it, but Mr. Anderson wouldn't dream of trading his grandson for mine." Owen was left speechless.

"Mr. Anderson won't swap Stefan for you. But it wouldn't hurt to have someone else in the exchange, right?"

Grandpa was just green with envy over the Andersons' golden boy.

"Maybe it's just fate. No matter how hard we try, we can't seem to outdo the Andersons. I'm no match for Mr. Anderson, and you, my boy, are no Stefan."

Old Mr. Martinez heaved sighs for a while before turning to his grandson, "Owen, you need to hurry up and win back Cecilia. Once you two are remarried, get busy with having kids. If you have a son and Stefan has a daughter, we'll unite the families through marriage. We may not be able to beat the Andersons, but if we marry into their family or they into ours, and get one of ours as the next Mrs. Anderson, ha! That's not too shabby!"

Owen just stared at his grandfather, speechless.

Becoming part of the Andersons seemed to be Grandpa's lifelong wish if he couldn't beat them.

"Cecilia's best friend is Lucinda Moore, right? It's not out of the realm of possibility for you to become in-laws."

Old Mr. Martinez grew more and more enamored with the idea.

The thought of his great-granddaughter marrying into the Andersons and becoming the next matriarch was just too delightful. And knowing the Anderson family's reputation, their men doted on their wives. Wouldn't his great-granddaughter call the shots then?

"What if we both end up with sons?" Owen asked. "Or what if we both have daughters who fall for the same guy or gal? That'd make us rivals instead."

He glared at his grandson and snapped, "Can't you think positively for once?"

"One must always prepare for the worst."

"What's with your arm? Was it really a robber, or did you stage the whole thing?"

Old Mr. Martinez changed the subject, fearing another round of this conversation might send him to an early grave.

small feat for him to have

was really a

Trenton asked, "Is it

"Just a scratch."

"Pity."

saying you wish my arm was

every day. That's the best chance to rekindle a romance. As it stands, with just a scratch, the most

didn't know

I've got the lowdown. Go get changed and come down for breakfast. Harry knows to keep me company;

future granddaughter-in-law," Owen retorted before heading upstairs with Avery's investigative report in hand.

cafe was already open,

down a decoration on the counter and asked, "Lucy, aren't you supposed to be

had arranged for a car to

mother had left

but they'd insisted she stay put, so she relented

she remembered she had work the next day, and figured they just

"Yep."

biological father stayed behind, not

her father bore, Lucinda yearned to speak well of him to her mother,

you take a break from the cafe today and visit Owen?" Lucinda suggested, a mischievous glint in

was taken aback. "You

Word travels fast.

You owe him a visit." There was a teasing undertone in Lucinda's voice that Cecilia couldn't ignore, yet she remained stubborn. "It's just a scratch.

he got that scratch because of you. A phone call

friend. "Surprise him with a visit. He's given you plenty of

he's your guy's arch-rival. You sound like

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