After all, if not for Darius' return, Patrick would've been the next heir to the Reid family. Everyone knew how capable he was, but they knew nothing about Darius. And so, they focused their attention on Patrick and ignored Darius.

Darius picked up a wine glass and stood there with one hand in his pocket. He took in the golf ball-sized diamonds embroidered onto Patrick's suit and smiled. "I can tell you've gone all out to get my grandfather's seal of approval."

An ugly look crept onto Patrick's face at his words, and he narrowed his eyes. Then, he shook his head and regained his composure, putting on a smile. "No, of course not. I would never do anything to butter Grandpa James up—I truly enjoy wearing such clothes."

Darius smiled. "If so, why aren't your other outfits done up in the same manner? As far as I'm aware, Grandpa has plenty of outfits that are designed in this manner."

Patrick's expression turned steely, and his gaze turned menacing, but he still made sure to keep his smil