No Strings Attached

He couldn't help but ball his fists. Stepping forward, he wrapped his arms around Clara and chuckled, "Clara's got a bun in the oven. It's not wise for her to hug everyone here. Who knows what germs you folks might be carrying?"

The uncles of the York family raised their fists in mock threat, aiming playfully at lan.

"Listen to this cheeky lad! If it weren't for the fact that you and Clara just tied the knot, we'd knock you flat today."

"Getting hitched is one thing, but you haven't thrown a proper wedding bash yet. We could still put the kibosh on this union if we wanted to."

"Yeah, and let's be honest here, with Clara's standing, she could snag a diplomat's son or some high-flying billionaire without batting an eye."

forth, lan seemed utterly unfazed, his smile only

each other when we were just tots. That's Aunt May's dying wish, and you wouldn't want

left the room speechless, all eyes turning to

buck? You lot teamed up wouldn't stand a chance. Enough yappin' now. Marian is

The brothers grumbled in the background, "Oh, so we can't touch her, but you can just waltz over and take her by

the most luxurious of the fleet. The sight of a line of top-tier black Rolls-Royces pulling

the front for James York's ride? Could the York family

out of the loop? The York family just announced they've found their long-lost granddaughter. There's a big

stars, what a lucky girl! Surrounded by all those loving uncles

sight before her. She'd heard tales of the York family's estate rivaling the grandeur of classical gardens, and indeed, it lived up to its reputation. The delicate pavilions and towers, the serene rockeries and