Chapter 18. No Choice 2

"I gave you one year to find a wife."

Wearing a luxurious dress, Daphne clearly knew how to remain charming in her twilight years. Without a hint of white hair, the dusty red color neatly concealed, her modern bun looked perfectly matched to her face. Even her pale skin.

"And it looks like you have about eight or nine months left. Is that right?"

Garrett reluctantly put off slicing the beef on the expensive plate. Instead of continuing his meal, he lifted his eyes to Daphne, who was leisurely enjoying her meal. A salmon dish, expertly seasoned with an abundance of rich spices.

"Yes, Nana."

Daphne didn't take her eyes off the plate. However, she kept the conversation going.

"And how? Are you getting married soon? Or do you need my help to make it happen?"

Garrett understood her intention. And so Garrett quickly shook his head.

"Thank you, Nana," Garrett replied quietly. "But I think I'm fine."

The fork in Daphne's hand