Ever since learning that his eldest grandson, Roman Rhodes, was likely in a relationship, Mr. Rhodes had been on pins and needles at home, completely wired.
Before this, Mr. Rhodes would wake up each day and calmly begin his daily health regimen.
He would practice tai chi, play chess, read, and savor tea—all to strengthen his body and cultivate his mind.
But lately, he’d thrown that whole "cultivating his mind" routine right out the window.
The moment he opened his eyes each day, he’d call Ronan Rhodes and ask for any news about his prospective granddaughter-in-law.
Ronan Rhodes, of course, had no real news. All he could do was periodically report to his grandfather when Roman Rhodes went to The Metropolis Residences and how long he stayed each time.
Mr. Rhodes was practically tearing his hair out waiting for updates, wishing he could call Ronan eight hundred times a day.
Mr. Rhodes just couldn’t help himself. He was simply too desperate for any information about his eldest granddaughter-in-law.
He even pulled Ronan aside, tears streaming down his old face, and told him that he only had a couple of years left to live. He said his only dying wish was to see his granddaughter-in-law, begging Ronan to figure something out.
Ronan had always been a filial grandson, and seeing his grandfather like this, he started crying too.
But crying was useless. He had no idea how to get his grandfather a glimpse of his future granddaughter-in-law.
Melody Summers had barely left her home since she moved, and Mr. Rhodes couldn’t exactly show up at her door. The whole family knew Roman Rhodes’s temper; no one dared to meddle in his affairs.
Every day, the old man would clutch the empty box that once held the Blue Diamond brooch, waiting and waiting.
That empty box was practically polished to a sheen from how much Mr. Rhodes handled it. Then, finally, the day came when Melody Summers went out!
After learning from Sophie Thorne that Melody Summers would be attending a banquet at The Nimbus Hotel, Ronan immediately informed his grandfather.
As soon as he got the news, Mr. Rhodes couldn’t sit still anymore. He insisted on going to see with his own eyes the long-awaited granddaughter-in-law he had been anticipating for over twenty years.
The thought that Mr. Rhodes was probably looking for a chance to secretly observe his granddaughter-in-law right now made Ronan feel a little awkward.
’He felt like what he and his grandpa were doing was pretty crazy...’
He lowered his voice and said to Zane Simmons, "My grandfather... is probably resting right now. He might attend the auction later."
Zane Simmons chuckled at his words and teased, "What kind of amazing auction is this? Important enough for Mr. Rhodes to attend in person?"
Ronan replied, "It’s just a charity thing. The items were all donated by various members of society, and all the proceeds will go toward the relief efforts for the recent snow disaster."
Nearby, Melody Summers was completely oblivious to Ronan’s thoughts. She lifted her glass, took a sip, and began scrolling through the videos on her phone.
She still had the video of Ivan Warren saying he wanted to be her sugar daddy, as well as evidence of how Ivan Warren and Maisie Lynch conspired with Ethan Sutton’s parents to frame her.
Although Ronan had just promised to deal with Supervisor Walsh and Ivan Warren severely, Melody was prepared to add more fuel to the fire.
After all, if she didn’t use this evidence, she would have saved it for nothing.
She compiled all the evidence, preparing to draft an email and send it to the public whistleblowing address for the Rhodes Corporation.
...
Meanwhile, a lavishly dressed Elaine Hughes, arm in arm with Robert Lancaster, walked slowly into the lobby of The Nimbus Hotel in her exquisite high heels.
In her youth, Elaine Hughes had been a top-tier beauty, with stunning features and bone structure. Although she was older now and had been worn down by the apocalypse, after an entire afternoon of careful preparation, she still possessed an exceptional grace and captivating beauty.
Her makeup today was also expertly done; if you didn’t look closely, you couldn’t even see the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.
Gazing at the luxurious and elegant decor of The Nimbus Hotel, Elaine couldn’t help but sigh. "It’s been so long since I was last here. It seems like nothing has changed..."
The corridors flanking the lobby were wide and bright, the carpet underfoot was soft and plush, and the walls were adorned with exquisite paintings and works of art, each one priceless.
Elaine couldn’t help but recall the high-society life she once lived here, but those days seemed as distant as a past life...
Joanne White had been waiting in the hotel lobby for some time. She anxiously awaited the Lancasters, her heart pounding with unease.
Bernard Simmons was something of a public figure, with his every move being watched, so he had Joanne come downstairs to greet Robert Lancaster and Elaine Hughes.
Even though she knew Bernard Simmons had arranged everything, Joanne still felt apprehensive, as if something might go wrong tonight...
Just as she was quietly rubbing her pregnant belly to soothe her anxiety, she saw two familiar figures walk into the hotel lobby.
It was Robert Lancaster and Elaine Hughes, whose photos she had seen before!
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