Gwynn said faintly, “I’ll move out of the villa and go overseas in three days, Dad!”

Archibald was startled.

Even Marisol was stunned, but she came back to her senses quickly. Grabbing Gwynn’s arm, she said softly, “Things aren’t as bad as it seems! Let me just put in a word with Dad. Alright?”

Gwynn shook her head ever so slowly.

The old man put his hands behind him and faced a bookshelf lined with books written by philosophers. She walked toward him. Her tone was still delicate and serene. She said, “I have no idea how long I’ll be away! So, you have to take good care of yourself, Dad.”

Back when she first came into this family, she was wracked with nerves.

Now, however, she felt at peace with what she had to do. Her dad needed her to do this, so she would do it, no questions asked. This choice was going to benefit everyone.

That way, Anderson wouldn’t have to go on blind dates and her dad wouldn’t have to worry about his grandson doing something wrong every single day.

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