Lucas walked all the way to the pavilion in the back garden before stopping. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍 Matthew stood to the side and directly said, "Speak." He’s not one who likes beating around the bush, nor does he have the patience to listen to anyone’s ramblings—except Chloe’s. Lucas gave a bitter smile before finally speaking, "For the past two years, you’ve always used the excuse of discussing my company’s collaboration with the Morgan Group to talk to me, and then you casually asked when I would get engaged... I’ve always known that my company and the Morgan Group have a constant partnership, with plenty of people to handle it. There’s no need for you to personally get involved. The only reason you do this is to casually ask at the end when I’ll be getting engaged." Matthew listened to Lucas’s explanation without any expression and didn’t deny it. Lucas sighed and continued, "I’ve always been telling you, soon, soon, just waiting for her to agree..." At this point, Lucas couldn’t help but laugh at himself. "Sorry, I’m not much of a gentleman." Matthew slightly nodded, still saying nothing, his eyes indicating for Lucas to continue. "Actually, for the past two years, she’s been waiting for you. I didn’t want to tell you because I thought she liked me, that she was only touched by you, only feeling guilty, she..." Lucas got a bit emotional, shook his head, and tried to control his emotions, "But it was only yesterday that I realized... Before, it was always you who was by her side, and later, it was still you—in the future... all she needs is you." Meanwhile, inside the living room of the villa. Chloe Grant had prepared the Birthday Cake and called Isabella Gray over to eat. Ralph Koch initially paid no mind, but the aroma drew him over. Seeing the Birthday Cake that was so different from his expectations, he was quite surprised. Maybe it was the strong aroma, or perhaps Ralph Koch was too surprised, he got a bit too close and was directly pushed away by Isabella Gray, "Don’t touch, this is mine!" Despite being in his fifties, he acted like a child, insisting, "It’s only mine!" Every year it was the same. Nobody was allowed to touch the Birthday Cake Chloe Grant made for her. Every time she’d finish it without leaving a drop of soup. Every time Chloe Grant watched, she always felt so happy. "Stop staring, let’s go." Chloe Grant directly dragged Ralph Koch away. Upon reaching the living room, they found that Lucas and Matthew were both absent. From the French windows, they could see the pavilion in the back garden. Chloe Grant could only see Lucas standing while Matthew sat. His posture was leisurely, and his face was devoid of any expression. From that angle, one could see Matthew’s profile, exquisitely handsome, extremely masculine. Too bad she wasn’t an artist; otherwise, she could have captured that scene on canvas! "Do you know what they’re talking about?" Ralph Koch placed his hands before him and leaned closer to Chloe Grant’s ear. While speaking, he even deliberately blew air into Chloe Grant’s ear... Chloe Grant covered her ear and stepped back, frowning at him. When he laughed, there were deep smile lines at the corners of his mouth, giving him an innocent look devoid of malice. But Chloe Grant knew, when this man acted sly, one just wanted to give him a good beating! "Lucas is saying..." Ralph Koch took a glance back toward the kitchen, then back at Chloe Grant, "He’s saying that for the past two years, you’ve been waiting for your Uncle Morgan." Ralph Koch’s words made Chloe Grant furrow her brow immediately. "That being said, now that he’s back, shouldn’t you two..."