Maeve shook her head rapidly. "Of course not! I promised to take care of you, and I won't go back on my word. It's just... a little sudden, isn't it?"
Before she could finish, Julius's phone rang. Seeing the number, he answered immediately.
"What happened? The bride ran away at the wedding? Is it because you weren't there, and she felt wrong?" Jonathan Murphy's voice boomed through the phone, full of vigor. Although he sounded angry, it was more exasperation than rage.
Julius raised an eyebrow at the petite woman beside him. "Grandpa, the ones who run away aren't meant to be. The ones who stay are more interesting."
"What do you mean? Who stayed?"
"Don't worry, I'll tell you when I get back."
After hanging up, Julius sent an address to the number Maeve had just called. "About the
