Upon seeing the photos, Benjamin White was so frantic that he couldn't even speak clearly. He tried to explain,
"Grace, you have to believe me, it's not what you think. I was really drunk last night, and I didn't know what I was doing. Otherwise, how could I possibly... I must have been so drunk that I mistook Snow for you. You're the only one in my heart, how could I ever love anyone else? You have to believe me, I've even prepared an engagement ring. Let's just pretend this never happened, and I'll propose to you right now..."
"Cousin!" Snow White suddenly interrupted, "We just... last night... how can you turn around and propose to someone else?"
"What do you mean?"
Benjamin White glared at her angrily, "Grace is my fiancée, why can't I propose to her? And why did you send her those photos? What are you trying to do?"
