Elder Campbell's face was glowing, holding a wine glass, his eyes full of comfort and anticipation.
He had long regarded this marriage as a certainty, just waiting for the two to return to formally settle the status, making the families closer than ever.
Tristan Sterling smiled faintly, "Alright."
He leaned by the window, holding an untouched glass of champagne, though the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes were indifferent and distant.
The light fell upon his face, outlining a handsome yet cold silhouette.
His tone was flat, as if he was agreeing to something trivial rather than his own marriage.
Actually, in his heart, he felt no waves at all for this so-called "engagement."
It might be better to settle the child early, that way there'd be fewer disturbances, as for the partner...
He hadn't thought much about it.
He had always hoped the child would settle down early, and now brought up, it was just right.
