However, since such a massive event was taking place today, Noah took the initiative to finally ask about it, just to see how the old master would reply.
In response, Bryson frowned. With a wry smile on his face, he then said, “Are you proposing a marriage between Jasmine and Yael?”
“Well, I’m afraid that it all boils down to what Jasmine has to say about the matter. After all, marriage is the personal affair of young people! You should allow the younger generation to deal with this matter on their own!”
Hearing this made Noah slightly upset, as he knew that his proposal had just been indirectly denied. After all, Bryson’s granddaughter clearly didn’t have any interest in Yael at all.
“As parents, we’re naturally our children’s matchmakers. Lord Fenderson, I truly believe that as long as you suggest it, Jasmine will have no other choice but to obey! After all, to children, our commands are as good as the law. Unless you feel that Yael isn’t worthy enough to be together with Jasmine…? Do you fear that he’ll end up embarrassing the Fenderson family?” asked Noah, adamant on pressing on.
“Hahaha! That’s not the case at all!” replied Bryson as he laughed.
At that moment, the study room door creaked open and Jasmine walked in.
“Here’s the list of guests and the schedule of events for today. Do have a look at it, grandpa.”
Jasmine’s main responsibility of the day was to be in charge of the event.
“You can just leave it on my table. I can rest assured with you in charge.”
“Speaking of which, Jasmine, you came at the right time! Lord Fenderson and I were just talking about you!” said Noah as he looked at her.
“Oh? You were talking about me, Uncle Schuyler? What a great honor!” replied Jasmine, a cold smile on her face.
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