Chapter 332

The old lady sounded completely convinced. "He's a real monk, you know. What he says can't be wrong!" She let out a long sigh, full of regret. God, she'd been kicking herself over this for years. Back when the girl had a boyfriend, she couldn't exactly swoop in and start playing matchmaker. Then finally, finally, they broke up-and before she had a chance to make a move, some other guy had already snatched the girl up! Absolute heartbreak. And who even was that guy? Useless punk, probably. She still remembered going behind everyone's back to seek out the monk once more. Asked him all serious, could a girl as blessed as Calliope really marry into the Hilliard family? All he said was: "A girl with fortune shall find her way into a home of fortune." Then he gave her an address and told her very firmly-make sure her grandson was there, at exactly 10:50 PM, May 18, 2026. So that night, she yanked Conrad out of a family gathering at the old estate and basically forced him to that bar. Later,