The moment Eldon saw Chelsea, his usually stern face finally softened with a trace of a smile.“Chels, you’re back.”

“Grandpa.”

Chelsea took a few steps forward, motioning for Julian to place the gifts of cigars, liquor, and tea that Patrick had prepared for Eldon. She then conveyed Patrick’s regards.

Eldon nodded appreciatively. “That boy Yun is always so thoughtful.”

Julian cast a cold glance at Stuart, who was kneeling on the floor, his expression filled with disdain for his future father-in-law.

Patrick wasn’t even Eldon’s biological grandson, yet he had the decency to bring gifts. Meanwhile, Stuart—his own son—showed up empty-handed, yet still had the audacity to beg for his...