Edward rested both hands on the polished handle of his cane.
His sharp gray eyes settled briefly on Samantha’s abdomen.
Only for a heartbeat.
Before he could speak—
Ryan calmly broke the silence.
"Grandfather, you just got off a transatlantic flight."
"You should sit down and rest."
He neither acknowledged Samantha’s announcement nor even looked in her direction.
Samantha’s smile froze.
This wasn’t how she’d imagined the moment.
She had pictured Ryan standing up, taking her hand, putting an arm around her shoulders, and introducing her to Edward as the woman he intended to marry.
Instead...
She stood there completely alone.
No one moved to stand beside her.
No one claimed her.
An uncomfortable silence settled over the family table.
The Knights’ eyes lingered on her one after another—not warmly, but critically, as though evaluating someone interviewing for a position she hadn’t yet earned.
It made her skin crawl.
Especially Ethan.
He sat farther down the table, watching her with narrowed eyes.
There was curiosity there.
And...
Something else.
Suspicion.
Edward answered Ryan with a simple nod.
"Mm."
Across the room, Rowan noticed Rose’s dress had been splashed with sparkling cider.
He handed her a linen napkin and quietly helped blot the stain before gently guiding her farther away from the family table.
Rose found herself unwillingly caught in what looked increasingly like an interview for the Knight family’s future daughter-in-law.
Ryan’s eyes lifted.
For an instant...
They met hers.
Rose immediately stepped back.
She wanted absolutely no part of this.
Edward seemed not to notice.
His attention remained fixed on Samantha.
"What do you do for work?"
"How’s your career going?"
The question caught Samantha completely off guard.
Her career?
What was she supposed to say?
That G.S. Biotech had crushed her company’s biggest product launch?
That she’d lost market share?
That NYU had terminated her research appointment after an ethics investigation?
That she’d become a laughingstock after offending one of Manhattan’s most influential families?
There wasn’t a single accomplishment she could proudly mention.
She recovered quickly.
"I’m planning to step away from work for a while."
She smiled softly.
"I’m pregnant now."
"My priority is taking care of the baby."
Across the table, Isabella nearly rolled her eyes.
Convenient.
She knew exactly which battle mattered.
Still...
With Edward present, she kept her thoughts to herself.
The old man had invited Samantha tonight.
That alone made everyone uneasy.
It almost looked as though he’d already accepted her.
Nicholas Knight looked toward Ryan.
"Your grandfather flew all the way back because of this."
"You’re not a teenager anymore."
"You shouldn’t be creating problems the family has to clean up."
As Ryan’s father, he spoke without restraint.
Ryan lazily rotated his teacup.
"My problem?"
Nicholas frowned.
Before he could continue—
Edward spoke.
"Ryan."
He looked directly at his grandson.
"What exactly is your relationship with Ms. Hill?"
The ballroom buzzed quietly around them.
Executives.
Politicians.
Investors.
Everyone nearby pretended not to listen.
No one actually looked away.
Ryan slowly raised his eyes.
Before he could answer—
Samantha suddenly stepped forward.
She set down her teacup.
"Chairman Knight..."
She clasped her hands together.
"I’m asking for your blessing."
"I’m carrying Ryan’s child."
"I hope you’ll allow us to get married."
A ripple swept through the surrounding crowd.
Several nearby guests exchanged shocked looks.
Even Rose frowned.
Edward didn’t react.
He simply looked back at Ryan.
"What is your relationship?"
Ryan answered without the slightest hesitation.
"We don’t have one."
His voice was calm.
Flat.
Cold enough to freeze the room.
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