Chapter 487
Riley rushed over frantically.
Once he reached Mr. Blackwood’s side, he stopped and put on the expression of a shy, bashful teenager, casting a coy glance at Serena.
“Whoa, Grandpa, isn’t this moving a little too fast p>
Just standing in front of his goddess made Riley’s heart pound uncontrollably.
Mr. Blackwood frowned at his grandson, who was fidgeting behind him, and swung his cane to whack him on the leg. “If you’ve got an itch, go take a shower! Stop embarrassing yourself here p>
“Well, you didn’t give me any time to prepare Riley grew even more bashful. “My poor heart can’t take things moving this fast p>
Mr. Blackwood was surprised. This rascal seemed so unreliable, but he was this concerned about his cousin’s marriage?
He glanced at Mr. Lancaster, who had pushed his wheelchair to block Serena like a protective parent, and cleared his throat. “How is this fast? It’s not fast at all! The most important thing is the wishes of the young people involved! What if they’ve both already agreed p>
Riley squirmed even more.
He shyly covered his face, peeking at Serena through his fingers. With each peek, he squirmed more dramatically. “Since you put it that way, Grandpa, then… I have no objection. It just depends on… on the goddess’s… ahem, on this young lady’s wishes p>
Mr. Blackwood immediately turned to Serena, his eyes full of hope. “Serena, what do you think p>
Serena was speechless.
She first glanced at the young man with the ash-brown hair who was squirming and fidgeting like he had ants in his pants.
The shade of his hair was just as eye-catching as Black Jack’s.
She vaguely remembered him.
Why did it seem like the people from the second branch of the Blackwood family were all a little… unhinged?
Karen was like that.
And now this second young master was, too.
Still, he was Mr. Blackwood’s grandson p>
Serena withdrew her gaze and looked at the two old men, who were bickering like rivals. “Let’s talk about this later p>
Mr. Lancaster immediately lifted his
chin. “Did you hear that, Mr. Blackwood? Later! Stop trying to claim my Serena! If you want granddaughter, tell your son and daughter-in-law to have one p>
Mr. Blackwood sighed.
As he suspected, his own disappointing grandson, who had nothing but a pretty
face, was clearly not good enough in Serena’s eyes.
And that brat Nicholas was acting so full of himself.
Confidence for what!
Alas, it was just because Serena was too exceptional.
Only Black Jack, who had grown up with Serena in the Gray Zone and knew her extremely well, keenly sensed that Serena’s words.were not a rejection.
When she said, “Let’s talk about this later p>
It meant that Nicholas was truly special to Serena, not just anyone.
She was actually thinking about a “later” with Nicholas.
Otherwise, with Demon’s personality, a no would have been a direct no.
Not a postponement.
The “later” in Demon’s vocabulary was because she hadn’t yet figured out her own feelings and was still uncertain about the relationship.
Black Jack stroked her chin, her wild eyes fixed on Serena, darting back and forth.
Looks like p>
It’s time for her good friend to step in!
Mr. Blackwood, still unwilling to give up, couldn’t help but ask again, “Serena, I know my grandson has nothing but a pretty face, but but for a man, having a handsome face. to show for himself is a merit, right p>