"Why are they whispering all of a sudden? What are they talking about?" Alaina muttered, growing anxious.
A brief, heavy silence descended over the living room for several seconds.
The very next moment, Silas's voice cut straight through the frosted glass. Stripped of all polite humility, his tone was infused with absolute, earth-shattering resolve. "Professor Foster, I have spent half my life chasing power and wealth, and you are entirely correct—my world is filled with nothing but calculation and noise."
"But Alaina is my sole exception. Every rule, every bottom line, every logical risk assessment in this world can and will be broken for her. I want your blessing to spend the rest of my life protecting her."
Professor Foster stared at him quietly, his gaze heavy. He didn't speak for a long time.
The silence was deafening.
A rush of searing warmth quietly blossomed in Alaina's chest. Beneath all her lingering anxiety, an overwhelming sense of security washed over her.
After what felt like an eternity, Professor Foster finally let out a soft sigh, instantly shattering the suffocating tension in the room.
That sigh lacked all of its previous severity and scrutiny, carrying only a profound, indulgent resignation of a father acknowledging his child's future.
He retracted his heavy gaze, picking up his cooling tea and taking a slow sip. When he finally spoke, his tone was significantly softer.
"Mr. Summers, I've spent my entire life evaluating people, and my judgment is rarely wrong."
He set his teacup back down, completely dropping his intimidating aura. His words were gentle, yet incredibly solemn. "My intense questioning today wasn't intended to humiliate you. I simply want my child to be happy."
Silas nodded slightly, his posture still impeccably straight. "I understand perfectly, Professor. Your concerns are entirely justified."
"I'm glad you understand." Professor Foster looked up, meeting his eyes openly. "I took every single one of your answers to heart. But let me be perfectly clear—I might be an old man, but if you ever cause Alaina an ounce of grief in the future, I absolutely will not sit idly by."
He paused, finally relenting as he delivered his final verdict, setting the matter in stone. "You have my blessing to marry her."


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