Roman Rhodes’s brow twitched. He looked up at Mr. Rhodes’s sorrowful expression, opened his mouth, but didn’t know what to say.
Ronan Rhodes had been standing to the side, not daring to make a sound. Seeing this, he awkwardly stepped in to smooth things over. "Grandpa, Uncle has been busy lately, so he’s bound to be a bit stressed. As for the marriage thing, why don’t you wait until he’s less busy? There’s no rush."
Roman Rhodes was also afraid that he would genuinely make his father sick with anger during the New Year. He nodded and softened his tone. "I really don’t have time to think about these things right now, Dad. You know what the current situation is like. The backlog of cases at the bureau is bigger than it has been in years."
Hearing this, Mr. Rhodes wearily closed his eyes and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Roman felt a sense of helplessness. He glanced at the time and said hesitantly, "Dad, I’m relieved to see you’re in good health. I still have things to deal with at the bureau, so I’ll head back for now. I’ll come see you another day."
Mr. Rhodes sighed. He knew he couldn’t control his son anymore, so he could only wave his hand in resignation. "Alright, go on and get busy. Your work is important."
Ronan Rhodes quickly stood up to see Roman out. As they walked outside, Roman lectured him, "You’d better treat the Thorne girl well. Don’t you dare bully her, and don’t do anything to bring shame to our Rhodes Family."
Hearing Roman mention his beloved fiancée, Ronan grinned. "Don’t worry, Uncle. My fiancée and I get along great. We’re planning to get our marriage license first, and then we’ll have a proper wedding ceremony after the disaster passes."
Originally, Sophie Thorne hadn’t wanted to get the license so soon. It was only after Ronan pestered her for a long time that she reluctantly agreed to get it with him after the New Year.
This made Ronan, Holden Rhodes, and Mr. Rhodes overjoyed. The three of them—grandfather and grandsons—immediately had people searching everywhere for jewelry.
Just then, someone told Mr. Rhodes that the Nimbus Hotel had acquired two diamonds of an extremely rare color and size. In his excitement, the old man won both at auction, planning to give them as gifts to his future granddaughter-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Seeing Roman nod, Ronan gave a mischievous chuckle and boldly asked, "Uncle, you should think about getting married, too. Otherwise, you’ll be so lonely. Do you think I’ll have an aunt by next year?"
In response, Roman smacked Ronan on the back of the head. The blow made Ronan stumble, and he nearly fell over.
Ronan staggered a few steps before regaining his balance. He glanced at Roman’s expression, obediently shut his mouth, and didn’t dare say another word.
Roman truly had no plans to marry. He had no expectations for marriage.
’His parents had lived apart for years. When his mother was terminally ill and passed away, her husband wasn’t by her side. Roman just couldn’t see the point of marriage.’
’If it was just about carrying on the family line, the Rhodes Family already had Ronan. Roman didn’t want to get married.’
’He was afraid he would become like his father and drag an innocent woman into the same unfortunate life his mother had led.’
As the two of them walked out of the villa, Roman quietly warned Ronan, "Stay away from the people at Adler Enterprises for a while. Don’t have too many business dealings with them, either. Someone reported them for illegal transactions with foreign powers, and the higher-ups are arranging an investigation."
Ronan’s expression turned serious. "Don’t worry, Uncle. I heard about this a while ago. I know what to do."
Some time ago, Ronan had heard that the Simmons Group was divesting from Adler Enterprises. Although the Simmons Group publicly claimed it was just a normal investment adjustment, those with sharp instincts sensed there was more to the story.
Fortunately, Rhodes Enterprises had its own desalination technology and didn’t have many business ties with Adler Enterprises to begin with.
Just then, Butler Archer had the driver bring Roman’s car around. As Roman was about to get in, he heard the sound of two people arguing with a security guard up ahead.
Roman asked, puzzled, "What’s going on up there? What’s all the arguing about?"
Butler Archer quickly replied, "It’s a distant cousin, miss. She wanted to bring her boyfriend to visit Mr. Rhodes but was stopped by security. Mr. Rhodes gave instructions that he is not seeing any guests."
Ronan glanced ahead and recognized Holly Rhodes. He smiled and explained, "She’s the granddaughter of one of our granduncles. Her boyfriend works at the company, too. I heard someone in the front courtyard earlier saying her boyfriend is competing to be the head of a project. I guess she’s here to plead his case with Grandpa."
Roman frowned at this. "What’s wrong with young people these days? Instead of working hard, they’re always thinking about pulling strings."
’And to make a scene right in front of Mr. Rhodes, no less. Those two are really clueless.’
Ronan nodded in agreement. "The company has always been a meritocracy. Don’t worry, Uncle."
After speaking, Ronan seemed to remember something and added, "Speaking of which, that cousin’s boyfriend is Simon Lancaster, the eldest son of the Lancaster Family—the one that used to be a leader in the tourism industry. A lot of companies went bankrupt this year, and the Lancaster Family was no exception."
’The Lancaster Family from the tourism industry?’ Just this morning, Roman had dealt with the case of the Lancasters going to Melody Summers’s house and assaulting her with a knife. He remembered it clearly, along with all the outrageous things Melody had told him the Lancasters had done.


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