Chapter 1777
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Claire practically wanted to slow-clap for Dane. The sheer audacity!
Padgett also thought the kid was overly arrogant.
But he couldn’t help admiring his cutthroat confidence.
“I trust that you wouldn’t accept anyone inferior to me as Claire’s partner, Padgett,” Dane pressed his advantage.
Padgett opened his mouth to argue, but found himself cornered into agreeing.
He would never let his granddaughter settle for less.
“Fine, you make a fair point.”
“But… exceptional men are everywhere. Even if you stake your claim, a girl as brilliant as Claire is going to attract rivals.”
Dane’s gaze turned predatory. “Let them come.”
He knew holding onto a prize meant dealing with envy.
But he was utterly confident that what was his would stay his.
“My point still stands. Keep it low-key. Our families are already the subject of enough gossip in Cabinda. If things between you and Claire fall apart…”
Regardless of who called off the wedding, the woman always bore the brunt of the social fallout.
“We won’t fall apart,” Dane stated firmly, cutting off Padgett’s hypothetical scenarios. How could they fail? He was devoted to her.
She wasn’t exactly entertaining a harem of suitors.
Claire was focused and pure-hearted, and with a top-tier man like him standing right
beside her, why would she even look at anyone else?
“Alright, Padgett, stop giving the boy such a hard time.”
Baldrick chimed in to defend his grandson.
This was his sole heir. Did Padgett honestly want to jinx the kid’s chances of marrying the girl of his dreams?
He wasn’t about to let anyone sabotage this!
Padgett shot Baldrick a dark look. “You’ve never raised a daughter! You have no idea how this feels!”
Pandora and Mary, both of whom had never raised daughters either, felt a phantom sting from the crossfire.
But then again, they had raised a granddaughter.
So, the only true winner here was The Green Family.
Baldrick smirked, well aware he was holding the winning hand.
“You can’t look at it that way. I’m handing my grandson over on a silver platter!”
“I guarantee this future grandson-in-law of yours will wait on you hand and foot.”
Norris, who was currently pouring
tea for Baldrick, paused If Dane met
so eager to
the serve shouldn’t he be
pouring the tea?
Deciding not to argue with the billionaires, Norris smoothly finished his task.
Claire placed a piece of seafood on Padgett’s plate. “Protein. Eat up.”
Padgett beamed, immediately flaunting it to Baldrick. “See that? My granddaughter is the sweetest!”
Baldrick rolled his eyes. He was on a strict diet and couldn’t eat shellfish.
But he shot Claire a pathetic, puppy-dog look, silently demanding equal treatment.
Claire smoothly transferred a piece of tender lamb onto Baldrick’s plate. “Here you
go.”
Baldrick chuckled in triumph. “Haha! Perfect!”
To maintain absolute neutrality, Claire served all three grandmothers as well.
Thankfully, the matriarchs were much easier to please.
“Don’t worry about us, Claire, enjoy.
your food,” Queenie said with a.
Usenet
warm smile, telling her to stop fussing.
Mary added, “Here, have some of these sweet corn fritters. They were your favorite when you were little.”
It was a subtle way of telling her to sit back and relax.
Claire was already stuffed, but childhood favorites hit different, so she managed a few more bites.
Pandora even ladled her a bowl of rich collagen broth.
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