The downstairs was unnervingly silent. Grandpa Radiance clutched his cane, his face dark with anger as he sat rigidly on the sofa.
Yuki, still confused, glanced back at Elvis following behind her. His submissive posture told her everything she needed to know.
"Come, sit," Grandpa Radiance finally spoke, his voice slow but warm despite the deep wrinkles etching his face.
"Grandfather, I've made my decision. Whatever you decide changes nothing."
Elvis sat cautiously on the sofa's left side, watching the old man's expression carefully. In the vast Radiance household, only one man held sway over Carlos and Elvis—and that very power had forced Elvis into this engagement to begin with.
Yuki sat demurely beside them, hands clenched tightly in her lap. She kept her head bowed, lips sealed.
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