Stellan's eyes flickered slightly at the words.
The old man was right; Eve Sherman really was a wonderful person.
There was no question about that.
"Grandpa, she doesn't have feelings for me, and I don't have feelings for her. Why do you insist on binding us together? Wouldn't it be better if each of us were doing well separately?"
Sutton snorted coldly at those words, "I think she's really good, at least better than those heiresses Ms. Ellison introduced you to!"
As soon as the old man said that, Stellan's brows furrowed slowly, "You talk as if you really know your granddaughter-in-law."
"…" Sutton choked on his words, "Is there a need to know her in depth? She's someone who values emotions, loyalty, and promises! Otherwise, she would never have married you, someone she had never even met! Don't you agree?"
