Christian replied bemusedly, “If you like Rosalie, you should just say so. Why beat around the bush like this?”

“Like I said, I’m not beating around the bush anymore.”

River waved the bouquet and gifts he bought. “I'm working on it. I just don’t know when I’ll actually get to invite you to my wedding.”

Christian suddenly patted his shoulder. “Good luck, Mr. York. We’re all waiting for the day. But you two are notorious rivals. The obstacles in your way are just too big.

“That might be tricky to resolve. How about this—why don’t you transfer all your shares in Crest Co. to me?”

“Why not transfer your shares in Silver Co. to me instead? I can afford to buy out Silver Co.”

Christian chuckled. “Just kidding. I believe you can handle it, Mr. York. Come on, let’s go in together.”

He led the way inside.

River immediately followed. “Does that mean you intend to compete with me, Mr. Jacques?”

Christian glanced at him and admitted frankly, “I'm no match for you. I know my place and won'