"I like her."
"Pardon?"
Eugene's gaze turned to Kenneth and Helen.
"Would you be willing to let your precious daughter be with my inadequate grandson? Once I start pushing for a marriage talk like this, I can't back down due to my impatient nature."
The atmosphere softened with Eugene's joke. As the food was set up with a neat knock-knock sound, even more pleasant conversations continued.
"Oh? Haha, yes. To say that the grandson of the Fortune Group is inadequate, I don't know where to put myself."
"That group is mine, so if you look at just Isaac, he's quite inadequate indeed."
"Grandfather..."
"He's telling the truth, why are you making that face? Still, he takes after my husband in build, so he's quite presentable."
"Mother, whose side are you on?"
This was the first time Ellie had seen Ethan so flustered. She barely held back her laughter, covering her mouth.
Eugene placed the ginseng pickle that was in front of him in front of Ellie.
