A sumptuous meal was prepared in the kitchen for a large family of over ten gathered around Oscar to have lunch.
Oscar was thrilled.
Landen and Lewis were drinking with Oscar.
After three rounds of drinks, Oscar spoke again.
“Abel, have you and Emmeline set a wedding date?”
“We have already set it,” Abel said, “I was just about to report to you.”
“What day is it?” Oscar asked, “So I can be prepared.”
“Dad,” Rosaline said, “I asked Mr. Ywain to check the almanac, and he set it for the 29th of next month.”
“Mr. Ywain set the date?” Oscar said, “That should be work!”
“I know you trust Mr. Ywain the most,” Rosaline said, “and I trust him too.”
“Okay, then the 29th of next month,” Oscar said, “That’s still a month away.”
“Yes,” Rosaline said, “It’s not too urgent nor too slow.”
“Will the wedding be held at Macsen Villa or the residence?” Oscar asked.
“We’ve chosen the Macsen Villa,” Abel said, “Emma likes it there.”
“That’s fine,” Oscar said, “There are mountains and seas there, and guests can have some fun.”
“The only problem is that it’s too far from the city,” Lewis said, “And it’s inconvenient for guests to come and go.”
“Those are not problems.” Oscar said, “The guests invited by us all have cars.”
“You’re right.” Abel stood up and poured a glass of wine for Oscar.
Oscar picked up his glass and toasted with his two sons.
Then his deep gaze fell on Adam.
Adam suddenly realized that Oscar was staring at him and quickly looked up, “Grandad, what do you want to tell me?”
“Adam, you heard it too,” Oscar said. “Your two brothers are taking action. What about you? What about my eldest daughter-in-law and great-grandson?”
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