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“That’s not necessary. It’s a small matter. You shouldn’t exert yourself just for this.” Zachary said coldly, “I’ll go on my own.”

“I said I will handle it. Didn’t you hear me?” Henry said angrily. “You’re no good at all with your arms this badly injured. Just stay there and get yourself treated. If you’re not well enough, who’s going to handle the mess in Nacht Group?”

Zachary could tell that his grandfather was dead serious this time, and decided not to argue. “Alright, you can go if you like. This problem was started by you, anyway.”

“You’re all grown up now to lecture your grandfather about right and wrong, aren’t you?” Henry shouted.

“Of course not, I wouldn’t dare,” Zachary answered sarcastically, weary of arguing with him. “That’s settled then. You go speak with the Blackwoods. I won’t interfere.”

“You worry about your marriage. Leave this to me.” Without waiting for a reply, Henry hung up.

“This old man…” Zachary couldn’t help smiling.

“You and your grandfather care for each other, but you both refuse to show your soft sides,” Charlotte teased. “Is this a hereditary trait of the Nachts?”

you’re marrying me.” Zachary placed an arm around her

“Alright.”

ward and found Mrs. Berry

when she saw Zachary and Charlotte. “Daddy! Mommy!” Fifi shouted as she

Charlotte coaxed Fifi to perch on her shoulder. “It’s good to be a parrot sometimes,” Charlotte said. “You wouldn’t have to worry about

you,” Zachary teased and

and they went home—tired but

and whined. “My princess skirt is

Zachary planted a kiss

when I’m older…” Jamie muttered in his sleep as he drooled all over Zachary’s

who clutched tightly to her clothes even in his sleep, as

with her life and to face

incident had brought them closer together, and nothing will

their way happily to

side on the beach and vowed in their hearts

heads. Mrs. Berry sat in a corner

at how wholesome Zachary and his family looked. He voiced his sudden desire to look for a