Chapter 642

Although deep down he still thought Bran would make a better brother-in-law, Nathan had to reluctantly give up upon seeing Irene's resolute stance. Oh well. Lambert would do just fine, after all. Nathan had never dared to defy Irene's wishes—it was a habit ingrained in him since childhood. Irene glanced at her brother, her expression softening slightly when she saw he'd dropped the subject of Bran. With a faint smile, she added, "By the way, big brother... Dad already knows about this and has given his approval. Now, I just need your help." Nathan blinked in confusion. "Me?" What could she possibly need his help for? Hadn't Irene just said she and Lambert were in love? If that was the case, they could just get married directly. Irene frowned, biting her lip as she reminded him, "You've forgotten... his current wife." The realization hit Nathan like a bolt of lightning. But his brows knitted together as he studied his sister's face. "What exactly do you want me to do? Honestly, if Lambe