Olive Campbell hadn't expected her punch to hit a bundle of cotton.
Toby Collins certainly wouldn't say much to a woman. He walked inside with his hands behind his back, and as he walked, he said, "What a pity. I heard you've been mingling with the Third Branch for so many years, practically raised Dylan Collins since he was little. Yet they seem to favor that girl Hallie Morgan over you. Ah, speaking of which, I do sympathize with you."
"..."
Olive Campbell almost didn't recover from the metaphorical blow.
She hastened after him and said, "This time, the Long Family has come for match-making. Perhaps, haha, you were insistent last time on Dylan marrying the Lady Long. If it really happens, you will be the one who lifts a rock only to drop it on his own feet."
Match-making?
Dylan Collins had agreed to marry into the Long Family? What about Hallie Morgan...
Toby Collins suddenly thought about Gracie. What would become of her?
