"I didn't expect that child to be Moe," Jonathan exclaimed in surprise. They had supported many underprivileged children's education and even established a charity fund for this purpose. However, they had sponsored so many children that they had not kept track of them."Where is Moe now? Should we call him over now to discuss this matter?" Cynthia asked, thinking of Moe's stubbornness."He's at home. Should I call him?" Suzie replied.Cynthia and Jonathan exchanged glances."I'll call him and say my dad needs to talk to him about something," Cynthia proposed, knowing Moe's personality well enough. If Suzie had asked him directly, he would probably have refused. "Let my dad take the initiative to bring up the subject."Suzie's eyes lit up. "Can you really do that?"This plan was probably the best way to get Moe to accept the proposal."Of course. I'll call him right now," Cynthia replied, taking out her phone and thought Suzie and Moe were a great match. When Moe received the
"What say you? Do you want to be my godson?" Jonathan asked again.Moe was stunned but quickly agreed, "Yes.""Alright, from now on, you're my son," Jonathan declared. He turned to Cynthia before saying, "And you're Cyn and Shirley's older brother."Moe felt a bit strange about it all."You don't need to worry too much. Our family has a relaxed upbringing, no strict rules or anything like that," Cynthia reassured him, misunderstanding his expression as nervousness."I have a question…" Moe could not help but express his curiosity.Both Cynthia and Jonathan turned their attention back to him.Moe remained silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "Uncle Jonathan, why did you choose me to be your godson? It seems like Mitchell and the others might be more suitable.""We're related to the Cyrus family, and with Mitchell being Shirley's cousin, it wouldn't be appropriate to establish another kind of relationship. As for why I chose you, I believe you should already have an idea," Jo
"Thank you so much, Uncle Jonathan and Cynthia. I'm heading back now," Suzie said, full of lively energy. "Alright. Drive safely," Cynthia said with a slight smile."Will do," Suzie replied, feeling much more at ease. However, just a few steps away, she abruptly darted toward the room where she had been hiding.Seeing Suzie's sudden return, Cynthia and Jonathan exchanged puzzled glances. Before they could react, Moe came in, carrying two boxes. "These are toys I got for Isaiah and Isabella. I forgot to bring them earlier. I hope they like them.""They've never disliked anything you got them. If Isabella were here, she'd cling on to you." Cynthia smiled."Where are they?" Moe asked.Cynthia explained truthfully, "They went out to play."Moe stood there without moving, frowning as if contemplating something. His reaction left Suzie anxious, fearing that she had been too slow to hide herself in the room and he had discovered her."What's wrong?" Cynthia noticed his hesitation.M
Suzie initially wanted to decline the offer but realized she could not drive her car. What if she crossed paths with Moe? That would reveal everything, wouldn't it?"Well, if it's not too much trouble," Suzie finally agreed. Later, Suzie and Zoey met up and spent some time together before she returned around two in the afternoon.As for Moe, he went back home after leaving Cynthia's house. At noon, he received a call from Eddie. His instinct was not to answer, but he feared Eddie might create trouble. Hence, he reluctantly picked up the call."What do you want?" Moe's tone was icy."Come to the train station and pick me up." Eddie's words were far from polite; they sounded more like a command.Moe was taken aback. The train station?"I brought Uncle Walters' daughter to Nexuria, and we're currently at the train station. Hurry up and pick us up." Eddie's voice was loud, and his impatience was evident. "Why are you here?" Moe genuinely could not fathom the reason."I came to s
Over an hour later, Moe finally arrived. Deborah was momentarily stunned at the sight of him and was entirely captivated by him. She always imagined Moe as a slightly plump man wearing a suit that gave him a mature appearance. However, Moe was nothing like that. He was strikingly handsome and poise, as if he was the male lead of a story. Even though he was dressed casually in dark attire, he stood out in the crowd."What are you doing here?" This was the first thing Moe said."This is Uncle Walters's daughter, Deborah Walters. Take some time off from work, and come back with us to get married," Eddie immediately introduced Deborah.Moe was unsure how to handle this situation. After all, Eddie was the kind of person who would throw a fit no matter what. If he did not want to leave, all the talking would be in vain. "What are you waiting for? Buy a ticket and come back with us," Eddie insisted. Moe made his stance clear with a chilly tone. "I have a girlfriend, and I won't marry
Moe was a quiet person. Apart from Suzie, he did not enjoy having people chattering non-stop in his car like Deborah was doing right now."Moe, are you really the President of Arch International Group?""Uncle Eddie mentioned your monthly salary is only a few thousand, but it should be more, right?""I've seen this car of yours; it must cost about 100,000 dollars, right?""Moe, why aren't you saying anything?"None of Deborah's questions received a response. Moe, trying to maintain his politeness, came up with a weak excuse, "I'm not a skilled driver, and I can't multitask while driving. If you don't want to be part of a potential car accident later, please don't disturb me while I'm driving.""Right… You're the company's President; you must have a dedicated driver most of the time," Deborah said. Moe remained silent, wondering why Deborah never stopped talking. Just at that moment, his phone rang. Seeing Suzie's incoming call, he grabbed a Bluetooth earpiece and put it in his
"You brought him here, so if he's going anywhere, it's with you. I still have work to do, and I don't have time for this," Moe spoke with complete detachment."Isn't tomorrow a weekend?" Deborah inquired.Moe ignored her remark and proceeded to arrange their hotel stay. Eddie's pride surfaced again after hearing they'd be staying at a hotel. "Why should I stay at the hotel when you live here? Besides, I've traveled all this way, and you won't even take me to your house?""Staying at a hotel isn't appropriate. Why don't we go to your house?" Deborah said, fueling the argument.Moe ignored them and simply dropped them off at the hotel entrance. "Either stay here or find your own way."Eddie was about to protest again, but Deborah gently tugged at him, attempting to reason with him. "Uncle Eddie, how about we stay here? This is a five-star hotel and quite expensive.""I'm not staying!" Eddie had no interest. Eddie had one clear thought on his mind: his stubborn son was not liste
"I don't have a say in such matters. If my parents and Uncle Eddie all want me to marry you, I can't argue with them," Deborah said, attempting to sound reasonable.Moe's gaze turned colder. "Is that so?"Deborah responded confidently, "Yes."Moe's voice remained cold as ice. "Any person with morals would never say what you just did.""What do you mean by that? I know you're wealthy and have a high social standing, but you don't have to belittle me like this." Deborah was obviously getting annoyed, though she held it back.Moe was confused and could not help but wonder if Deborah was insane. "You accuse me of having skewed values, but are you any better? No matter how you put it, Uncle Eddie is still your father. You haven't visited in years and never went to see him when he was ill. Does wealth make you forget your roots?" Deborah retorted, her words sincere.Moe's gaze grew colder by the second."You live a comfortable life in the Nexuria, wearing expensive and luxurious clo
Isabella glared at Nick. He actually betrayed her! Caught off guard by Luther's honesty, Nick quickly explained, "Don't look at me like that. Luther forced me to do it. If I didn't agree to his request, he would've spilled my past to my current girlfriend.""Current girlfriend?" Isabella looked puzzled.Nick confessed honestly, "My new girlfriend."Isabella was at a loss for words. Nick was very handsome. His looks could rival top celebrities. Naturally, with his face and charisma, he had no shortage of admirers. That led to a habit of frequently changing girlfriends."I made my rules clear to her. No shady behavior allowed," Nick added quickly, sensing what Isabella was thinking.Hearing this, Isabella did not say much.A moment later, Luther, seeing that their conversation had wrapped up, took Isabella's hand and left. On the way back, he deliberately brought up the topic of proposals."What kind of proposal do you like?" Luther asked."Anything works," Isabella replied
There was a time when Isabella considered letting Luther propose to her. However, he had not shown any signs that he would or asked for her ring size. There was no need to overthink it; that fool probably had not even thought about it. Nonetheless, Isabella did not blame Luther. After all, she was well aware that everyone expressed love differently. Yet, that was also precisely why she wanted to propose to him, to make him understand just how much she cared."What's wrong?" Annie asked, concerned."I'm just worried," Isabella replied. The ring sizes had been a constant worry for her."Because of what you just mentioned?"Isabella nodded. "Yeah.""Why do you want to propose to him?" Annie looked toward a dark corner. "In most relationships, the boyfriend proposes to the girlfriend, right?""I want him to feel loved," Isabella answered simply.Luther was different from most people; he always suppressed his negative emotions and limited his freedom. He no longer wanted to restr
"No," Luther declined; he still wanted to be the one proposing to her."Okay," Joshua agreed readily.Luther nodded, letting his mind wander. In the following days, Isabella kept checking on the progress, each time being informed that there was no opportunity to measure Luther's finger.In the blink of an eye, three days passed.Cynthia and Matthew had a conversation with Isaiah.Due to prior preparation, Isaiah handled Cynthia and Matthew's questions smoothly. Although they knew Isaiah had not been entirely truthful, based on his attitude toward Sandra, they agreed to the marriage without excessive probing into his relationship with her.As for Isabella, she waited for a few days but had not received any news. Frustrated, she decided to go to Jiverton herself to find Luther.When Joshua heard about her plan, he asked her to give him a bit more time. He assured her he would have the sizes by next Friday at the latest."Really?" Isabella was worried about running out of time.
"Okay." Isaiah already had a plan in mind.After discussing the matter, the two did not say much more. In the following two days, Cynthia and Matthew stayed home while Isabella prepared the details and processes for the proposal.However, after going through the general plan, Isabella suddenly realized a problem. She did not know Luther's ring size. How could she prepare a ring for the proposal without knowing the size?Realizing this issue, she immediately thought of flying to Jiverton to find out but hesitated due to Luther's caution. If she returned so soon after just coming back, he would surely be suspicious. After much contemplation, she came up with a solution—Joshua.When Isabella called, Joshua happened to be having a meal with Luther."I'm not busy, what's up?""I need your help with something," Isabella said, trusting Joshua's abilities, "but Luther can't know about it."Joshua instinctively glanced at Luther.Luther was confused. He glanced at Joshua's phone and
"Quit the act," Matthew said to Isabella, "It's too bad."Isabella stayed quiet. Matthew bluntly stated, "Isaiah currently oversees the company, and the annual revenue has been consistently increasing under his management. He even took a few subsidiaries public.""And?" Isabella inquired."He has a talent for this," Matthew hinted, leaving Isabella puzzled as she struggled to keep up with Matthew's pace."He's barely in his twenties, so there's no rush to get married," Matthew explained. He saw through everything, understanding Isaiah well, adding, "If there were truly such a concern, he could easily establish a company under Sandra's name in the next few years, operate it until it goes public."With Isaiah's abilities and connections, starting a company and taking it public would be a simple task. After the IPO and proper management, Sandra's value would naturally rise. This would effortlessly 'shut their mouths'. Isabella wanted to say something, realizing her dad's words
"That depends on the secret he's keeping," Matthew responded immediately, taking the opportunity to tease Isaiah, "If it's something against our moral values, it'd be hard not to form an opinion, even if we try not to.""He's not that kind of person," Isabella defended Isaiah.Matthew did not respond but just sat there. Their father-son dynamic involved banter and teasing, but when it came down to it, they genuinely cared about each other."He's just worried that you might object to Sandra's background," Isabella continued to spin her tale convincingly.Cynthia and Matthew were confused, both staring at Isabella.Isabella felt a bit uneasy. Something seemed off with her parents' expressions. "What's wrong?""Are you sure Isaiah is worried about this?" Cynthia asked.Why was their beloved daughter so bad at lying? Not catching on, Isabella nodded, "Absolutely.""Setting aside the fact that we've always taught you not to treat people differently based on their family background
"Ah, I see." Isabella breathed a sigh of relief and purposely asked, "Is it possible that Isaiah got to know Sandra through Uncle Yves and Uncle Sean?""It's unlikely," Cynthia denied. Even though they had not arranged any blind dates or rushed Isaiah into marriage, given his personality, he would not seek an introduction from anyone."Whenever you have time, ask Isaiah to bring his girlfriend home," Cynthia said, truly wishing for her children to find happiness. Isabella agreed, "Sure.""Isabella," Cynthia suddenly spoke up.Putting away her plan book, Isabella responded, "Hmm?""Do you think I look stern?" Cynthia sounded gentler than usual, lacking the usual nonchalance.Having been accustomed to being herself, Cynthia found it a bit awkward to take on the role of an elder suddenly. If she left a bad impression on Sandra during their first meeting, it could easily jeopardize Isaiah's relationship."Not at all," Isabella spoke sincerely, looking at Cynthia affectionately. "Y
Isaiah had seen through their plans. He knew that his parents' friends enjoyed watching him banter with Matthew. Every time something was like this, they would eagerly make things difficult for him.Early the next morning, Mitchell and the others began implementing the plan. Initially, Matthew did not suspect anything and thought they genuinely had urgent matters to attend to and brought Cynthia back home first.Considering Luther's upcoming proposal, they decided not to travel the world but instead explored nearby cities. After Mitchell and the others called Matthew aside, Isabella approached Cynthia. Cynthia was surprised to learn about Isabella and Isaiah's plan."Aren't you afraid of getting in trouble?" Cynthia asked."Not at all," Isabella responded very directly, her mind focused on planning her and Luther's engagement. "Isaiah said he can handle this matter, so let's discuss the proposal first. I've thought about several options, but none seem good enough.""Okay," Cynth
Isaiah was surprised."Take her to shoot wedding photos first," Isabella suggested seriously. After giving it some thought, Isaiah said, "I'll ask her during dinner.""Why bother asking?" Isabella thought Isaiah's emotional intelligence was lacking, and Sandra's expectations were too low. "Just pick a few reputable studios and let her choose one she likes."During their conversation, Isabella noticed that Sandra was slightly anticipating a wedding, although she had refused for some unknown reason. If she was not truly opposed to weddings, there should not be an issue with pre-wedding photos."If you give it directly to her, she'll probably say she doesn't need it," Isabella coined. She could see through people and was quite clever.Isaiah clearly did not consider this possibility."Take a look at these studios. My friends suggested them," Isabella had already made the selections and recommended them to him. "Weren't you against my decision before?" Isaiah, not understanding h