Lily Shaw could understand Old Master Grant's thinking. Aiden Grant was the grandson he valued the most; whether in life or work, he always wanted to give him the best.
In the eyes of the high-ranking, powerful Old Master Grant, Aiden Grant was talented and handsome, born noble, a genuine crown prince in Aethel. For someone of such status to marry a woman who'd been rejected from an engagement like her, it was only natural he'd feel some type of way about it.
Aiden Grant had no idea that Lily Shaw already knew a bit about that old man at home. He never would've thought Lily would answer like this. While he was surprised, he was even more delighted. "Wife, you don't need to worry. The old man's temper isn't that great, but he's the most old-fashioned, face-obsessed person. He won't make things hard on you, a junior."
