"So you're… setting me up with your granddaughter?"
"Yeah," Conrad grinned before nodding. "I'm just a man who believes in gratitude. And a little matchmaking."
Gray stared at him.
"And you don't think this is a little… much?"
"Maybe," the old man admitted. "But I'm old, Gray. I also want to watch my granddaughter be happy. Don't you pity this old man?"
Gray frowned slightly, unsure of what to say. But before he could respond, something clicked in his head. The name Conrad Everett wasn't unfamiliar. And the more he thought about it, the more he began to remember something from years ago.
It was a headline of a tragedy.
His eyes slowly widened when it hit him.
Years ago, a devastating car accident shocked the whole country. It was a high-speed collision on a rainy highway. Conrad Everett's only daughter and her husband, who were both prominent figures in the business industry, had died on the spot.
It was one of those tragedies that were too sudden.
