His expression was serious, his tone humble yet resolute. "Mr. Quinn, I am completely serious about Sienna. I don't expect you to accept me right now, but I beg you to give me a chance. Let me prove myself, and prove that Sienna didn't choose the wrong man."
Anyone could spout pretty words. George scoffed, looking down to peel an apple for his wife without sparing Jorrod a single glance.
"As for your concerns about the business, I won't hide it from you. My memory has been slightly compromised, but I swear, once I recover, I will do everything..."
"Wait a minute." George paused, cutting him off.
Jorrod nodded. "Yes, sir."
George frowned. "What do you mean your memory is compromised?"
Sienna hurriedly chimed in, offering a brief explanation of Jorrod's current medical condition.
George nearly laughed out of sheer frustration.
He didn't remember anything?
So all that yelling, all those insults he had just hurled at Jorrod's face... the kid didn't even remember the history between them?!
He had just wasted all that breath on a blank slate!
"I don't care what's wrong with your head. The bottom line is, I will never approve of this relationship. Break it off with Sienna now while your memory is still shot, because once you recover, I won't be able to take you in a fight."
"Dad, just observe him for a little longer, please? I watched him for a long time before agreeing to be with him."
George truly hated playing the villain and breaking up a young couple.
But this was Jorrod Vaughn.
He had been wanting to take a bat to the man for ages.
Listening to the two of them plead their case in his ear, George gave up on peeling the apple and slammed it down toward the fruit basket.
He used too much force. The peeled apple crashed into the plate, sending a splash of fruit juice flying right into Lillian Douglas's eye.


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