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dy slightly, making sure the dress was modest but still elegant. As always, Reggie's taste in choosing clothes never fail

let on my wrist, a soft

without taking my e

in quietly. The old man always looked immaculate in

he said, his body straight as a s

to calm myself down. "How's

yone's at the dining table. They're w

dining room of the grand Blackwood Estate, only the

though Grant probably knew th

my steps slow but steady. The family dining room was already vi

d table was full of dishes, but none of them had been touched. Four men sat quite far apart, each exudi

the chairs on the rig

and a serious face, was dressed perfectly in a suit like a CEO. His dark blonde hair was neatly combed back, while his

eyes revealed a hesitation that he could not hide, as if he was unsure of how to behave. He w

he was a counterbalance in the midst of this tension. He was wearing a plain white shirt with the top two buttons undo

se gaze than the others. There was a mixture of anxiety and tension that was hard to explain there, but I felt like there was a part of him that wanted to

I was curious-curious to death-about Reggie's appearance when he was younger. Because, gosh, just look at his four sons: they're

heading straight for the prepared chair at the end of the table. "Ah, you're all here," he said, his voice calm but authoritative. Grant

daughter, which I thought was the best way for

silence, his heavy voice completing the stillness. "But there's no

, though my heart was still full of question marks. Reggie took a deep b

rst?" said Reggie in a tone that was casual but

veryone, my name is Atticus-or Ace-Vance. I'm an attorney at the Hayes

rth man who seemed to be holding back laughter. When our eyes met, the man's expres

separate my passion for art." He looked at me for a moment, as if gauging my reaction, then continued. "Even though

on in his gaze. "Finding beauty in the mess," he murmured sof

e when Beck turned to Ace with a displeased face, whi

That was Reggie's message to me a few hours ago. An

m Hart," his voice was exactly what I had envisioned. It was the kind of calming voice that would make you feel like you could sleep comfor

" I c

y warm, caring smile. "M

east approaching his class. Beck only responded with a soft smile and

d in a low voice. His sharp blue eyes similar to Ace's looked straight at Reggie, then me. "I'm ...." His words hung in the air,

he right words except, "Very good." And I hurriedly

g. Just like what Damon did when Ace introduced himself. Great, we

em were part of my past, and each of them have a different way of living their l

gie with different expressions. Ace, with a determined look. Beck, with a focused but anxiou

his simple introduction would lead to something b

habetical order were coincidental or intentional. However, if it was intentional by

ternoon that you have an impor

rds, I just stayed silent and wat

he four of you can win Sera's heart and marry her, I

t my drin