"Vera!" Megan Langdon protested coquettishly, her face flushing.
"Megan, I'm telling you, you should give up. Seriously. I think you and my brother are a much better match. My uncle... just forget it."
"Are you saying the person your uncle likes is Melody Monroe?"
"Let's not bring Melody Monroe into this for a second. Just talking about my uncle's personality, if he likes someone, it doesn't matter if she's a celebrity or a beggar. It's none of anyone else's business. My grandpa and mom can't do anything about it."
Hearing this, Megan Langdon's eyes filled with disappointment. She looked like she wanted to say something but held her tongue.
"Even I don't think you and my uncle are possible. You should give up sooner rather than later. Give my brother a try."
Megan Langdon secretly clenched her fists, a wave of resentment washing over her.
'I wonder if Vera Fairchild looks down on me!'
