Undoubtedly True
Old Mr. Quinn smoothly picked up the conversation. “She's my only precious grandson. Naturally, we need to be meticulous and not settle for anything less.”
“Indeed,” Old Mr. Cartman agreed. “However, considering Cynthia's status, it might be difficult for San Heith to produce someone worthy of her.”
The more Cynthia listened, the more uncomfortable she felt. As if on cue, the next moment she heard Old Mr. Quinn inquire of Old Mr. Cartman, “I wonder if you have any suitable candidates?”
The two exchanged a glance and swiftly reached an agreement. “Now that you mention it, I do have one.”
Before the words even fully settled, a trusted confidant of Old Mr. Cartman's rushed in, whispering something urgently to him.
Soon after, the ever-composed Old Mr. Cartman's expression froze. “You didn't see it wrong?”
The steward maintained a stern expression as he looked at Old Mr. Cartman. “It's absolutely true.”