Since he said so, Brother Dylan naturally wouldn't say anything more and could only say, "Alright then, I'll make arrangements for the two of you later."
Brother Dylan glanced at Fristy Davis, who wore a gentle smile, and furrowed his brows.
At night, only the couple was in the bedroom.
Brother Dylan was somewhat unhappy and said, "Did you intentionally want Mum and Dad to go to the Capital City today?"
Fristy raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong? I saw Mum and Dad really wanted to go, and besides... if Dylan really found a woman who can't make it to the public stage, wouldn't that be a good thing for you?"
The more those two old folks from the Young Family dislike Dylan, the better. Maybe they'll directly strip him of his inheritance rights.
By then, everything valued in this family will entirely be ours.
Brother Dylan's expression changed, "Don't talk nonsense, that's my younger brother. Do I really wish for him to have a bad life?"
