Chapter 1618

Zavier knew all too well that even if he hadn’t shown up today, the union between the Riveras and the Blues was a done deal. As soon as the two of them were of legal age, they’d be trotting down to city hall to tie the knot.

He quickened his pace, taking two steps at a time. The yard was sprawling, and it took a minute to navigate his way to the living room.

He hadn’t gone far when the elegant strains of a violin reached his ears. “Who’s playing?” he wondered aloud.

The butler, his face creased with a smile, replied, “That would be Miss Blue. Before you arrived, she even played the piano for us. They say she’s a jack-of-all-trades when it comes to music, and she’s as beautiful as she is talented. Next to the eldest grandson, you’re the apple of Hudson’s eye, no doubt about it. The match he’s picked for you? The cream of the crop.”

The words “eldest grandson” stung Zavier like a barb to the heart, but his expression remained unchanged as he continued inside.

The living room was crowded, the Rivera elders all present. A few unfamiliar faces must have been the Blues, Zavier guessed.

sat in the center, her violin cradled in her arms, playing with focused intensity. Her hair, soft and long, cascaded over her shoulders.

could sense her discomfort. How could she

of both families, she was showered with praise for her talent and skill with the violin. It was meant to be complimentary, sure, but

they were

throat. “Grandpa, I’m

heads turned towards him at once, except for the girl with the

Zavier’s grandfather, voiced his displeasure. “So you’ve decided to

I didn’t want to come back. Your goons practically dragged me here,” Zavier retorted, not sparing any courtesy for the

more, Hudson glanced at Kalene, Zavier’s mother, his eyes seeming to say, “Look at the son you’ve raised, without a hint of discipline. How am I to

are Bernard

wanting to put his mother in a tight spot, Zavier stood and turned to the Blues. “Good

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