Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Married At First Sight Chapter 3912 Chapter

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"Your family? Are you saying the York Corporation in Wiltspoon belongs to your family?" Rosie's voice trembled with surprise as she stared at Tatum, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief.

All eyes in the Ormond family turned toward the two of them, their curiosity unmistakable.

"Yes," Tatum replied calmly, his tone steady. "It's my family's business. Our ancestors laid the foundation, and now my eldest brother runs it." Rosie's curiosity only deepened. "What's your rank among the brothers?"

She had spent half a month in Wiltspoon on a business trip with her husband, giving her a glimpse into the world of the York family, the wealthiest household in the city. Stories of their good family traditions and remarkable discipline had left a strong impression on her. The York sons, in particular, were legendary for their talent and charisma. And now, seeing Tatum-so handsome it seemed almost unfair-she couldn't reconcile the idea of him being a chef for the Ormond family.

had passed without a daughter, and Old Madam York had famously yearned for one. When her wish for a daughter went unfulfilled, she began hoping for a granddaughter-and even that remained elusive. Now, she pinned her hopes on a great-granddaughter. Rosie once joked with her husband that if

the sixth," Tatum answered, referring to his birth order

Wiltspoon and spent a delightful half-month there. I've heard quite a few legends about your family." Tatum's gaze flickered briefly toward Elora before he reached

York-he's your eldest brother, right?" Rosie asked, her tone laced with

eldest brother. Our family has a strong bond among the brothers, and even with our

I can't imagine how many people envy her." Indeed, tales of the York matriarch were often shared among families with less accomplished children or grandchildren. The idea that one woman had successfully

just raise successors-she raised nine of them," Rosie mused. "Each one capable of running the York Corporation and carrying on the family's legacy. It's almost as if talent is a birthright in the

you for the kind words about my grandmother, Miss Fowler. She

quickly shifted the conversation. "Miss Fowler, I'll leave you and Elora to enjoy your hot pot.

himself, stepping away

itching to interrogate