Old Master Simonson let out a heavy sigh, "Violet, since Mr. Rieste has made up his mind, it's no use begging him anymore. You did very well this time, and we are all very grateful to you. We will think of another way to handle this matter."
"Granduncle, actually... Zeke Lawson has been pursuing me," Violet said, her face reddening slightly with an embarrassed explanation, "Mr. Rieste has no children of his own, only this one nephew, whom he has always treated like his own son. If I can get Zeke to speak on our behalf, it might work."
The old lady was shocked, "How do you plan to get Zeke to persuade his uncle? Agree to date him? Marry him? Violet, don't be foolish! No matter how difficult it is for the Simonson Family, we will never gamble with your lifetime happiness!"
Old Master Simonson understood Violet's meaning and said solemnly, "Violet, this is no child's play. You need to think this through."
