Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2848

Old Mr. Quintin drank his tea calmly. “Even if I did say that, you didn’t agree at the time, did you? You said something about how young people should be free to choose who they love, that elders shouldn’t interfere, and that arranged marriages aren’t in fashion anymore! What, now that I’ve found Nana, you’ve suddenly changed your tune about free love, Jarvis?”

Old Mr. Jarvis looked at Gabriel. “Who said arranged marriages aren’t in fashion?”

Gabriel calmly shook his head. “I don’t recall.”

Old Mr. Quintin scoffed. “You two don’t have to play games with me. You said it, and I remember it clearly!”

Old Mr. Jarvis smiled and asked Gabriel, “What do you think?”

Gabriel was perfectly composed. “Then we’ll let love run its course. No problem.”

Old Mr. Jarvis immediately grinned. It seemed his grandson was confident!

But Old Mr. Quintin said, “No, absolutely not. In any case, don’t you two get any ideas about my Nana. Neither Georgia nor I will let her get married so soon. She’s staying home for at least a few years.”

Old Mr. Jarvis’s eyes widened. “Just a moment ago you were pestering Gab with questions, and this is how you show your gratitude to my grandson?”

Old Mr. Quintin immediately replied, “Gab, I am certainly grateful to you. What do you want? My antiques, my original manuscripts, even those few paintings your grandfather has been eyeing for years that I couldn’t bear to part with—you can pick whatever you like. You can take them all!”

Gabriel’s tone was steady but firm. “Old Mr. Quintin, I only want… Nana.”

Old Mr. Quintin was speechless.

Mr. Jarvis added, “Did you hear that? Our Gab raised Nana and brought her back to you. If you really want to thank him, show some sincerity.”

Old Mr. Quintin said indignantly, “So you two planned to let Georgia and me see Nana for a moment and then whisk her away? Are you two here to rob us? Absolutely not. Georgia and I will never agree.”

Old Mr. Jarvis’s face darkened. “You old man, you’re going back on your word! Playing games at your age!”

“How am I going back on my word?” Old Mr. Quintin retorted. “I did suggest our families be joined by marriage, several times in fact. But you always disagreed, right? You were the one who kept putting it off.”

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