Grace returned home in a huff.
She didn't understand. She had repeatedly emphasized that she didn't care about Peter's background, yet he still lacked even that little bit of courage.
'What more did he want her to say?'
'Wasn't what I said outside the cinema basically a direct confession? Couldn't that blockhead understand?'
With "I'm not happy" written all over her face, she pushed open the door to her home.
And there in the grand hall, she "happened" to run into her father.
Of course, the City Lord hadn't just "happened" to be there. The moment his daughter arrived outside the manor, the guards at the gate had informed the butler, who in turn had relayed the message to the City Lord.
The City Lord had then calculated when his daughter would be entering the mansion and nervously stepped out of his study, preparing to check on her condition.
