Grandfather's Plan

That night, the dining room of Andriano's mansion was filled with sparkling crystal chandeliers, creating a warm and luxurious atmosphere in one corner of the mansion.

The long dining table was spread with a crisp white tablecloth and tableware neatly arranged, waiting to be used for the dinner that was about to take place.

Sharlynn, in her elegant dress, stepped gently into the dining room, a sweet smile gracing her face.

“Good evening, Grandpa,” greeted Sharlynn in a soft, warm voice. She gracefully pulled out a chair and sat down, her demeanor full of elegance and politeness.

Grandpa Andriano, who was already seated at the end of the table, returned the greeting with a heavy but loving voice.

“Good evening, Sharlynn,” he said. His sharp eyes momentarily searched for someone else behind Sharlynn's figure. “Where is Sevariano? I heard his voice on the way to the dining room?”

Sharlynn, who was already quite familiar with her grandfather's concern for Richie, gave a wry smile.

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