"SIMPLE DOESN'T MEAN INFERIOR," Grayson said finally, pitching his voice as carefully as he would during a delicate business negotiation.
The silence that followed was so profound that the sound of someone's stomach rumbling—definitely Tom this time—was clearly audible.
Mark stared at him with the expression of someone who had just witnessed a miracle, while Janet appeared to be having some sort of religious experience.
"You... you really think so, sir?" Mark asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"I think," Grayson said, surprising himself with how much he meant it, "that your wedding should reflect what makes you and your fiancée happy, not what makes your families comfortable."
The transformation on Mark's face was remarkable—relief, gratitude, and something approaching joy replacing the previous terror.
Around the table, his other employees were exchanging glances that seemed to communicate entire conversations.
