The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 214

Nathan remained silent for a long moment.

"I've already spoken with the designers," he finally said, ignoring the question. "We don't need a massive structural overhaul. The main focus is making sure the soft decor and the overall layout blend seamlessly."

"I get it, I get it. You young people love that mix-and-match aesthetic. As long as you have it handled, I won't interfere."

"Then I'm hanging up."

"Wait a minute!" Harold yelled through the receiver. "You still haven't told me what you were doing in her bedroom! Are you two—"

Before the old man could finish his sentence, the line went dead. Nathan had hung up.

"Ha! That little brat!" Harold muttered, shaking his head in fond exasperation. Trying to pry information out of his grandson was harder than pulling teeth.

"Mr. Peyton?"

The butler knocked gently on the study door. Harold sighed, his energy deflating, and called out for him to enter. The butler walked in, holding an elegant gold-foiled envelope.

"The Devereaux family is hosting a charity gala. The invitation just arrived for you."

"Another charity gala? Boring. These people throw these flashy, pointless parties every other week. Decline it."

Harold was currently obsessed with his grandson's love life and the impending wedding. He had zero interest in rubbing shoulders with local socialites.

The butler looked conflicted. "But, sir... the young master has already confirmed his attendance."

Harold nearly leaped out of his leather armchair. "What? Nathan is going?"

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