Chapter Thirty

"It's good to see you after a very long time of you avoiding me." Aaron said.

"I'm not avoiding you," Connor mumbled, looking away from his father as he approached him and Ivan.

"Good day, sir."

Aaron smiled, giving Ivan a side hug.

"I hope to get an invitation from you soon for the same gathering like this."

"Oh, I don't think so, Sir."

"You have no idea how much of a lucky bastard you are," Connor mumbled.

"Why, my Son?" Aaron asked Ivan.

"Does he need to have a reason?" Connor spilled before he could stop himself.

Ivan chuckled, seeing Aaron throw a glare at his son.

"I don't know. I just think marriage is not for me."

"Who told you that?"

Ivan shrugged, his eyes meeting with that of a blondie in red dress. He instantly smiled at her.

"Don't shut your mind against it because it's a beautiful thing. Especially with the right person."

"Excuse me, Sir but this is important too." Without waiting for Aaron to give consent or permission, Ivan made his way to where the blondie was standin