Jacob put a hand on his chest. "Don't worry—everything is going to be fine when my son-in-law takes the stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, an unknown number called his phone.

He answered, hearing a familiar voice he couldn't quite place, "Good afternoon. Am I speaking to Mr. Jacob Wilson?"

"Yes. May I ask who I am speaking to?"

"Albert Rhodes, owner of Heaven Springs at your service. Would you happen to remember me?"

Hearing that, Jacob turned on the speaker excitedly as he continued, "Oh, yes, Don Albert! Of course I remember!"

Mr. Bay's eyes lit up when he heard Albert announce himself, and he mouthed, "Is that really Don Albert?!"

Jacob nodded repeatedly, his vanity burgeoning.

Mr. Bay was naturally thrilled too, and he leaned closer to listen just as Albert spoke humbly, "If it's alright with you, Mr. Wilson, please don't address me as Don Albert. It's just a title some brats came up with—you are Master Wade's father-in-law, which means you have seniority over me. So,