Understanding the meaning behind his words, Jarold quickly replied, "Yes, yes, that's right. It's a pity that it didn't succeed back then. Sigh, it's really something regrettable in my life as long as I live." After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Monica.

"But it doesn't matter. Although our children are not married, it's also fine and magnificent if our grandchildren can wed each other."

Titan kept nodding his head, and the two old men laughed out loud.

Monica looked at Titan's eyes and spoke weakly, "Grandpa..."

Titan's fox-like, cunning eyes fell on Maddox. He smiled enigmatically and stated, "Sebastian is not young anymore, and he is only a few years older than Monica. If you two can..."

Maddox, who had not spoken since he took his seat, finally lifted his head. He looked up slightly, revealing his pair of dark eyes.

His lips had been tightly pursed constantly from the beginning. His eyes were filled with endless darkness, and no one could see his emotions and thoughts clearly.

When the two were in the middle of their conversation, he suddenly parted his thin lips.

"Since the marriage didn't succeed back then, it could just mean that the two families didn't have fate."

His words stunned the other three people on the spot. They looked at Maddox in surprise.

Monica was originally very delicate. She had always hoped that Maddox would spare some glances at her. After all, she had put on effort to dress up beautifully that day. However, he had never glanced at her.

When he finally raised his head, Monica straightened her back even more. However, who would have thought that in the next second, the words that came out of his mouth would be like a wet blanket thrown on her, causing her to feel a bone-chilling coldness.

"What, what did you say?" Titan narrowed his eyes and sized Maddox up.

Jarold was also caught off guard. He had thought that in front of Titan, this grandson of his, would not reject his proposal. Who would have thought that he would actually...

"The times are no longer the same as our parents' in the past. I understand that you older generations prefer arranged marriages, but Master Dormer's granddaughter and I are both millennials who believe in the freedom to choose one's partner. I think she already has someone in mind, and I also have certain standards in seeking a partner."

neither servile nor overbearing, making it hard for anyone

suddenly stood up from her seat. She stared at

looked at him unhappily. "Are you looking down

to smooth things over. "Monica is such

said lightly, "It's me who doesn't deserve

have to hold an important video conference at nine

the hem of her dress in panic and tried to catch up with him, but she

time, Jarold also stood up

to remind him, "Grandpa, that meeting is

important? No matter how important it is, it's not as important as your marriage. Is it more important than your grandfather? Do you know that you're having your meal? Do you even know what's respecting

you for half an hour. If you think that I don't respect you,

d*mn brat, hurry up

had left without even looking back. Such a reaction showed it extremely clear that he would

"Seb!"

gone. Monica quickly tried to catch up with him, but she was again

children of the Dormer family must have dignity. Since he doesn't like you, then just forget about

with all her might. "I don't want to just let it go like this. Seb is merely a bit cold and aloof. As long as you give me

went over to him every day

his character has always been the same. If you give me some more

glared at her. "You are the precious princess of the Dormer family.

"But Grandpa..."

"Titan..."

Jarold was deeply apologetic. He walked

to say anything.

Jarold was helpless, "But..."

an insult to my granddaughter! Monica was brought up by me with caring love, but now she's rejected by your grandson in front of both of us. How humiliating

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