Back at the Lafayettes’ home, with a full stomach and a clear mind, Rosalie leaned back on the sofa, replaying River’s actions from earlier. Something felt off.

Her parents had already left for their post-meal walk, a daily health ritual of theirs. After sitting for about ten minutes following each meal, they would stroll hand-in-hand around the manor grounds for at least half an hour before returning.

Her grandfather, despite his advanced age, still held the reins at the company, tirelessly working for the family’s future while his son had long since retired. Fortunately, the younger generation was capable enough to share the burden.

Thus, on weekends, the old man either rested at home or gathered friends for chess or card games. Without these distractions, he would resort to his favorite pastime—nagging his grandchildren about marriage, one after another, in an endless cycle.

Every grandchild of his prayed he would invite his friends over for chess matches, as the battles on the