‘Born to greatness, destined for an early grave.’
Mr. Turner Sr.’s heart ached at the memory. He let the matter drop.
The Martinez family’s granddaughter had yet to be found. As for the marriage, they would let the Martinez family decide once she was located.
But it pained him that his outstanding grandson had never had a single companion his entire life.
Mr. Turner Sr. sighed, a rare look of guilt on his face. “It’s all my fault. Back then, I shouldn’t have…”
“Grandfather,” Warner cut him off. His eyes held a soft, warm smile. “You know I’ve never blamed you. If the Turner family must bear a burden, I would rather it be me.”
Mr. Turner Sr.’s hand, gripping his dragon-headed cane, trembled. He was silent for a long moment, then let out a deep sigh as he looked at his grandson, who was as elegant as the wind and bright as the moon.
Everyone envied the Turner family’s immense wealth, but who knew of the hardships they faced?
And it was this grandson of his who had willingly shouldered it all for so many years.
The Sage had also said that for everything, there is a turning point.
But they had waited for so many years. Where was the Turner family’s turning point…?
Warner knew what his grandfather was thinking, but his expression remained unchanged. He sat by the table, gazing out over the manor.
The afternoon light streamed past him, casting a halo around his figure, making him appear even more refined and noble, like a scholar-prince from a bygone era.
By now, she should have received the gift he sent her.
He had seen the desire for the Celestial Nettle in her eyes on the video; she couldn't hide it.
Warner smiled, a faint curve of his thin lips.
Meanwhile, outside the main hall.
Rosalind, who had just walked out, kept her eyes on Theodore while her hand in her pocket was busy sending a text.
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