At the villa, precisely on the front terrace of Charlie's room, he was relaxing while chatting with his sister on the phone.
"I know you don't like him, but I hope you come to appreciate him as our father," Sandra said from the phone. "He deserves to be happy by remarrying because when he's old, he'll also need a life companion... like most people," she continued.
"If that's the principle, then he should let me marry the girl of my choice," Charlie replied with a wry smile.
"Charlie... He allowed that, but you know... Mr. Louis insisted on rejecting you... You can't keep blaming him. He humiliated himself in front of Mr. Louis to get you married to Isabella..."
"Nonsense!" Charlie sneered. "Maybe he came to emphasize that we will never get married. He must be lying to us!"