On the dining table were Grayson's favorite dishes, but he couldn't muster any interest, feeling a bit nostalgic for Lena's simple and cozy four dishes and a soup in their small apartment.
"Grayson, your Uncle Colin and Auntie are discussing that once Mia's health improves a bit, they'll arrange your engagement."
"Mom..."
"Both of you are grown-ups now and should settle down. I'm still waiting to cuddle grandchildren!"
Mia, the granddaughter of the Colin Group, the capital's top socialite, had lived in France for years. Since childhood, she had congenital heart disease and couldn't handle any excitement. She was Yuna's ideal daughter-in-law candidate.
"The hospital is doing everything possible to find a suitable heart for Mia. Once she undergoes the heart transplant surgery, she can live healthily and energetically."
Grayson was helpless!
"Mom, I hope to make my own decisions about my marriage."
Mia listened gleefully to Yuna's arrangement. Marrying Grayson had been her childhood dream.
"If our Gray family and the Colin family join, your business empire will be even more magnificent!"
"Mom, my business doesn't need to rely on alliances. I just want to be with the woman I love!"
Grayson really didn't want to stay any longer, so he simply ate a few bites.
"Mom, I'm full. I need to catch a plane back." Grayson wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up, and left the seat.
"Auntie, look." Mia unhappily shook Yuna's arm.
"Don't worry! Auntie will definitely persuade your brother Grayson to marry you." With Yuna's assurance, Mia's face turned from cloudy to sunny.
Mia quickly ran to the door, picked up Grayson's coat, handed it to him, behaving like a young bride seeing her husband off to work. But throughout, Grayson didn't give her a single glance.
Getting into the car, Grayson rubbed his temples wearily.
"To the airport!"
The car vanished into the night.
After hanging up the phone, Lena became restless, taking a long time to recover from the shock. Since there was already a fiancée, why did he still come to provoke her?
Dragging her exhausted body home, Lena took off her shoes, went straight to the bedroom, and collapsed on the bed. She needed a quiet moment to sort out her relationship with Grayson.
Was she Grayson's girlfriend or his mistress? She didn't even know herself. It was so messy! It seemed like Grayson hadn't made any promises to her. The mentions of marriage were casual, and after her refusals, they were dropped.
Lena buried her head in her arms, tears flowing uncontrollably.
The next day, Lena went to work with panda eyes.
"Lena, did you play games all night?" Lucy looked at Lena's exhausted appearance.
"Lena, are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Lena's distraught look, Lucy was a bit worried.
"I'm fine!" Lena shook her head.
"I'll go to the restroom to wash my face." Turning on the tap, she splashed water on her face to stay awake.
As soon as she entered the office, she saw a heavily made-up woman sitting on the sofa, legs crossed. The director was carefully apologizing.
Lucy saw Lena come in and quickly pulled her aside, urging her to leave.
Her woman's intuition told her that this wealthy woman was here for her.
"Is this the standard of your Cyborg Group?"