Late at night, in the study of Valentine Manor, the most intense argument between a father and daughter in twenty-two years broke out.
"Annelise Valentine! Are you trying to be the death of me?!"
Annelise Valentine stood before the desk, shooting back without a hint of weakness:
"Dad! This whole mess is because of this arranged marriage! If you had let me call off the engagement with the Westgate family sooner, none of this would have happened! The Patterson Family wouldn't be in this state!"
Mr. Valentine's face turned livid with rage, his hands braced on the desk. "So, you're saying it was our mistake to have you marry Jett Westgate?"
"This was decided back in your grandfather's generation! Do you not know the reasons behind it?"
"Or was it also a mistake when Mr. Westgate saved your grandfather's life on the battlefields of Vaskor?"
"Yes! That's right! But Dad, why do I have to be the one to repay a debt from our grandfathers' generation?"
