After completing the rounds, Beatrice was feeling somewhat tired, so Melody accompanied her back to her room to rest. "Grandma, thank you for all you did for me, but there was really no need to introduce me tonight," said Melody.

Beatrice was showing slight signs of fatigue on her face. However, upon hearing Melody's words, she patted her hand gently.

"I know you're sensible and don't want my husband and me to worry too much, but there's something I must tell you. People in this circle are very realistic. Everyone comes for their own interests, and everyone leaves because of them. We must pave the way for you as much as possible while my husband and I still have some value to offer."

"Oh, Grandma..." Melody said simply in response to Beatrice's poignant words.

Beatrice had long learned the cold nature of human relationships and the harsh realities of the world in her years of being alive. These seemingly cruel facts were experiences she had lived through herself. She did not want her grandchildren to experience the same helplessness and heartache she experienced in her youth. This was why she did everything she could while she still had the time, energy, and

resources.

we can handle. Besides, isn't it proof

speak much, just his presence alone was enough for the guests, and being able to clink glasses with Lucas made them feel

immense pride. It seemed like just yesterday when this boy was only as big as a bean. He had grown

to have such a successful grandson.

even more delighted at the praise; he was all smiles. "Thanks for your kind words. We didn't really intervene much in his upbringing, and it's truly his own effort that

also in business. However, the friend's son was reluctant to take over the family's business, which always troubled him. Then again, it was just as Cedric said- his son shone brightly in other fields, so why

Perhaps you can teach me a thing or two on how

"Sure, but not today. Let's make plans to go fishing together

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