I slammed the entertainment magazine I held on the table in frustration. I glared at the family's butler, Arnold Miller, and said, "So Frank's engagement ceremony has been fixed to occur in two weeks. What is wrong with this boy?" Arnold smiled, his wrinkles moving at the action. He was standing beside me in my study waiting to serve me at any moment. Glaring at me, he said, "What do you mean by boy, Sir? Frank is a man grown, thirty-three years of age." "Yes! He's thirty-three! He's behaving like he just came of age," I teased, shaking my head. "I don't understand. he liked the girl in the Josephs family more, Lydia Josephs. I had seen him struggling not to be able to keep his eyes from her during the party. and now this, what? Why is he continuing the engagement with Dera? I know for sur
