Uncle: "?"
Uncle: "!"
He gasped, his eyes wide as he whipped his head around in disbelief.
"Preston Keaton?!"
"Yes, Uncle," Preston Keaton nodded. His every move was refined and elegant, utterly graceful.
"..."
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Evelyn's uncle and his family kept privately asking Mr. and Mrs. Grant if it was really the Keaton Family from Veridia, worried they had been scammed, among other questions, until Mrs. Grant was thoroughly annoyed.
"Your brother-in-law and I have both been to Veridia. How could it be fake?"
She said composedly, "They'll be living in The Mid-Levels after the wedding. The scenery is lovely, you can go see it. Didn't you always say you wanted to visit Veridia? You'll have plenty of chances in the future."
"Also, I heard Preston bought Evelyn a manor in Kryllos—The Sovereign. You must have heard of it."
