"Nice to meet you, Mr. Holt Senior."

"Well, well. Yvonne, you're quite a beauty with great poise. And to have Felix cook such a feast for you! Seems like you two have quite a special relationship."

For some reason, Yvonne seemed flustered. "You must be joking, Mr. Holt Senior. Felix and I are just friends. His grandfather helped support me in the past."

After Yvonne finished explaining, Ernest sighed. "No wonder Felix has such strong values. It runs in the family."

The meal went smoothly. Ernest left early, as if knowing he should give the two young people some time alone. As soon as he stepped out, he called Sherlyn.

"Grandpa."

"My dear granddaughter, you have competition. Though I'm not sure of her exact background, in looks and other aspects, she's only slightly behind you."

Sherlyn pouted. "Humph! Don't you have confidence in your precious granddaughter, Grandpa? As long as Felix isn't married, I still have a chance. But hearing you say that, I think I need to speed u