Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3912

Married At First Sight Chapter 3912 
Chapter 3912 
“Your family? Are you saying the York Corporation in Wiltspoon belongs to your family?” Rosie’s voice trembled with surprise as she stared at Tatum, her expression a mix of shock and disbelief. 
All eyes in the Ormond family turned toward the two of them, their curiosity unmistakable. 
“Yes,” Tatum replied calmly, his tone steady. “It’s my family’s business. Our ancestors laid the foundation, and now my eldest brother runs it.” 
Rosie’s curiosity only deepened. “What’s your rank among the brothers?” 
She had spent half a month in Wiltspoon on a business trip with her husband, giving her a glimpse into the world of the York family, the wealthiest household in the city. Stories of their good family traditions and remarkable discipline had left a strong impression on her. 
The York sons, in particular, were legendary for their talent and charisma. And now, seeing Tatum—so handsome it seemed almost unfair—she couldn’t reconcile the idea of him being a chef for the Ormond family. 
The York Corporation’s wealth and influence were well-known, even from afar. In comparison, the Ormond family, though prominent, seemed modest. Adding to the intrigue, the York family was known for its long line of sons. Generations had passed without a daughter, and Old Madam York had famously yearned for one. When her wish for a daughter went unfulfilled, she began hoping for a granddaughter—and even that remained elusive. Now, she pinned her hopes on a great-granddaughter. 
Rosie once joked with her husband that if any woman in the future could give birth to a daughter in the York family, she would undoubtedly be cherished above all. 
“I’m the sixth,” Tatum answered, referring to his birth order among the brothers. 
Rosie stood and extended her hand with a polite smile. “Sixth Young Master York, it’s an honor to meet you. I’ve visited Wiltspoon and spent a delightful half-month there. I’ve heard quite a few legends about your family.” 
Tatum’s gaze flickered briefly toward Elora before he reached out and shook Rosie’s hand in a perfunctory manner. 
“Mr. Zachary York—he’s your eldest brother, right?” Rosie asked, her tone laced with curiosity. 
“Yes,” Tatum replied, nodding. “Zachary is my eldest brother. Our family has a strong bond among the brothers, and even with our cousins, we’re all very close.” 
Rosie’s expression softened as she continued. “I’ve heard about your grandmother—the pillar of your family. People say she’s open-minded and wise, and that she personally raised all nine of you brothers. I can’t imagine how many people envy her.” 
Indeed, tales of the York matriarch were often shared among families with less accomplished children or grandchildren. The idea that one woman had successfully raised not one but nine exceptional grandsons was nothing short of awe-inspiring. 
“She didn’t just raise successors—she raised nine of them,” Rosie mused. “Each one capable of running the York Corporation and carrying on the family’s legacy. It’s almost as if talent is a birthright in the York family. With a foundation like that, it’s no wonder your family dominates Wiltspoon’s business world. Many have tried to surpass the Yorks but failed.” 
Tatum’s lips curled into a warm smile. “Thank you for the kind words about my grandmother, Miss Fowler. She truly is extraordinary. To us, she’s the best grandmother in the world.” 
But then he quickly shifted the conversation. “Miss Fowler, I’ll leave you and Elora to enjoy your hot pot. I still have work to finish.” 
With that, Tatum excused himself, stepping away from the growing attention. 
He could already feel the Ormond family members itching to interrogate Rosie about how she had pieced together his identity. 
The York surname wasn’t particularly common, but it still surprised him that Rosie had made the connection. Even Elora, despite knowing him for some time, had never associated him with the powerful York family. Perhaps it was because she couldn’t imagine the young master of Wiltspoon’s wealthiest family lowering himself to become her private chef. 
But Tatum had his reasons. 
Cooking wasn’t the goal. 
Winning his fiancée’s heart? That came first—right after perfecting the hot pot.