Melody Summers frowned. Only now did she understand the meaning behind the look Caleb Summers and Mindy Walsh had given her when they first walked in.
She let out a cold laugh, set down her cup, and said, "You don’t need to trouble yourselves over my affairs, Uncle Caleb, Aunt Mindy."
Upon hearing this, Mindy Walsh said with a smile, "Oh, you child. You’re over twenty and not even dating. How could your uncle and I not be concerned?"
Caleb Summers quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes! Melody, you’re in your twenties and still not thinking about marriage. Your aunt and I are just worried about you. This Mr. Sheffield we want to introduce you to is the head of a regional material supply point. He’s ambitious, capable, and has a steady personality. With your looks and his talent, you’re a perfect match."
Grace, who had been listening quietly from the side, suddenly spoke up. "Oh? Is he really that great? Then why don’t you have your own daughter marry him? I’d say your Nina isn’t so young anymore, either."
At this, Nina Walsh shot up from her seat, agitated. "What does this have to do with me?! There’s no way I’m marrying him!"
Nina Walsh’s reaction was so extreme that Melody Summers and the others instantly understood. This "Mr. Sheffield" was probably no great catch, or Nina wouldn’t be acting as if she were dodging the plague.
Seeing Melody Summers and the others staring at her strangely, Nina Walsh realized her reaction had been too strong. She stammered out an explanation, "I—I mean, it’s different for me than for Melody! I have a boyfriend!"
Melody Summers gave a light chuckle and said to Nina Walsh, "You could always break up with your boyfriend. Since Uncle Caleb and Aunt Mindy like this Mr. Sheffield so much, you should seize the opportunity. Keep the good stuff in the family, right? No need to let an outsider like me benefit for no reason."
Nina Walsh was about to lash out, but Mindy Walsh quickly stopped her. She pushed Nina back down onto the sofa and shot her a look. Nina had no choice but to swallow her anger, huffing without another word.
Then Mindy Walsh turned to Melody Summers with a smile. "Melody, you’re just a recent college graduate with no stable job. With this drought everywhere and prices soaring, how are you going to support yourself? These days, capable men are never short on women. If it weren’t for Caleb’s close relationship with Mr. Sheffield, an opportunity like this would never have come your way."
Mindy Walsh thought she could easily manipulate Melody Summers, but Melody was completely unfazed. She sneered, "If he’s such a great catch, then Nina had better grab hold of him. She shouldn’t miss out on such a wonderful man. I won’t fight her for the opportunity."
Nina Walsh’s expression changed again at her words. ’This head of department, Sheffield, might seem promising,’ she thought, ’but he’s already forty-nine years old—even older than my own father, Caleb Summers! And he’s been married three times, with all three wives dying in accidents. How could I possibly marry him?!’
Winnie Summers also said with a cold expression, "Melody’s marriage is her own decision to make. Even I, her mother, don’t interfere. So there’s no need for her aunt and uncle to trouble themselves."
"Winnie, that’s where you’re wrong," Mindy Walsh said with a frown. "Your own marriage was a disaster; you couldn’t hold on to a man’s heart. Are you going to let Melody waste away with you? A girl’s ’freshness’ only lasts a few years. If she doesn’t marry now, in a few more years, not even a fifty-year-old farmer will give her a second look!"
Melody Summers couldn’t help but laugh out loud. "’Freshness’ only lasts a few years? Does everyone in Aunt Mindy’s family get buried by forty? Oh, I almost forgot. We humans are born, we age, we get sick, and we die according to the laws of nature. We don’t need to be ’kept fresh.’ Or does Aunt Mindy think she’s some kind of object that’s going to expire?"
"You! How dare you talk to my mother like that!" Nina Walsh, shocked and furious, shot to her feet and glared at Melody Summers.
Melody Summers didn’t even spare Nina Walsh a glance.
Caleb Summers’s expression was ugly as well, but he was, after all, a wily old fox of bureaucracy. He forced a smile and tried to persuade her. "Melody, just have one meal with Mr. Sheffield and see how it goes. I’ve already made arrangements with the Sheffield family. It wouldn’t be right for you not to go."
Melody Summers snorted. "Since you’ve already made the arrangements, Uncle Caleb, why don’t you go yourself? Let Mr. Sheffield take a good look at you. If he takes a liking to you, then everyone will be happy. After all, I can see you really like him. I’m sure Aunt Mindy would support you in seizing such a great opportunity."
Caleb Summers’s face instantly flushed crimson. He could feel a vein throbbing in his forehead and was, for a moment, at a complete loss for words.

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