"Forgive me for creating a scene here, Grandpa. I am forced to do this. I love your grandson deeply. We are in a relationship, and we were going to get married, but he betrayed me with this woman!" Ariana pointed accusingly at Verena, who met her gaze with an emotionless face.
"Grandpa—" Louis stepped forward, but Grandpa raised his hand, halting him in his tracks.
"Do you expect me to believe that my grandson would choose you as my granddaughter-in-law?"
Grandpa Cian's voice cut through the tension, his gaze piercing as he fixed his eyes on Ariana, who couldn't comprehend the weight of his words. She looked up, meeting his stern gaze, the intensity of which sent a shiver down her spine.
She looked down, her hands trembling as she gathered the courage to stand up in front of him. Though she kept her gaze low, she was steeling herself to do whatever it took to make this old man believe they truly knew each other.
