Chapter 188

"Thank you, grandfather," she said, her voice sincere. The old master chuckled. "You're welcome, my dear. Now, let's enjoy the banquet." Eleanor nodded, slipping the black card into her pocket, but not without noticing the surprise etched on the faces of those around her. Especially August, whose eyes widened, envy flashing across his features. "Grandpa, why don't we get such a welcoming gift?" August's voice was tinged with discontent. When Grandpa first met Laila Mason, he hadn't been so extravagant. This disparity made him feel slighted. The atmosphere instantly became tense. Laila Mason tugged at August's sleeve, her voice a hushed reprimand. "Why are you saying these things?" Old Master Williams turned to them, his gaze cold. "Laila Mason hasn’t officially married into the family yet. Once she does, I will naturally give her a better gift." August and Laila Mason both wore defeated expressions. August longed to marry Laila, but she had never agreed. They were currently in a "trial