Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 334 - 333 Matchmaking: Temporarily Rushing, Fast Rejuvenation?

Chapter 334: 333 Matchmaking: Temporarily Rushing, Fast Rejuvenation?

Grandpa?

Finn Hale rubbed his temples with a headache. Many relatives and friends in the family who belonged in William Hale’s generation had married and had children; people had called him grandpa during the holidays...

Hannah Johnson was moving quickly.

"How has your recent progress been with Miss Lopez?" William Hale asked casually.

"As a younger generation, are you prying into an elder’s private affairs?"

"I’m considering whether to arrange an extra seat at the wedding."

"..."

"It seems unnecessary now."

Finn Hale’s expression remained unchanged.

Since that day he had driven her home from the old house, he hadn’t seen Sussie Lopez again.

There was no rush; the interior design work for the old house of the Hale Family was about to be scheduled, and they would have many more chances to meet.

William Hale wasn’t so gossipy; it was grandpa who had assigned him this task.

The old gentleman was eager to know the progress of his rebellious son’s romance, but the other members of the Hale Family didn’t dare to ask; his father said he and his young uncle had grown up together, close, but he had kicked him out.

When he sent a message in the "Guarding Love" group.

[ @Grandpa, there’s no progress with the young uncle. ]

Old Sir Hale: [I knew it, that kid is useless.]

[Look at Hannah and Mr. Shea, when can I hold a grandson or granddaughter? ]

The four grandsons in the group were dumbfounded.

So, we aren’t your grandsons, huh?

William Hale didn’t pay much attention to his uncle’s affairs because a meeting between the Sheas and the Hughs was imminent and with the Hugh Family having fewer friends and relatives, he naturally had to attend.

Plus, his cousin was pregnant; she held multiple important positions in two companies and couldn’t find a suitable person to take over in time, so all the responsibilities had unexpectedly fallen onto him.

She was less than three months pregnant and had not announced it publicly, only mentioning she was unwell.

However, rumors were rife in the industry that Old Lady Hugh intended to hand over the company’s management to William Hale.

After all, he was her grandson by blood.

Hearing that the Sheas were preparing for a marriage proposal, it seemed that good news for both families was imminent; Hannah Johnson was after all getting married, leaving the company to her own grandson was better than to some outsider.

[It seems the Hugh Family is still wary of the Sheas.]

[Otherwise, should they just watch as Hugh Corp changes ownership?]

[Just don’t know if Liam Hugh will show up when the two families discuss the marriage proposal; he really has a good hand but plays it terribly.]

...

The Sheas were completely unconcerned with the rumors outside; Mr. and Mrs. Shea were frantic with preparations for the proposal. The night before the proposal, when Isaac Shea came home from school, he saw his father holding a few A4 papers with printed text, mumbling something under his breath.

"What is Dad doing?" he asked his mother.

"Your uncles have summarized some questions the bride’s family might ask during the proposal, and your dad is rehearsing."

Isaac Shea nearly laughed out loud, "Is Dad too nervous?"

"He said, it’s rare to find someone willing to take over, and he’s scared that Hannah might not want you."

Issac Shea, afraid of being caught off guard by the Hugh Family during the proposal, had consulted countless friends and relatives and gathered quite a bit of experience.

"How’s it looking, Dad?" Isaac Shea poured him a cup of tea.

"All set."

"Then let me test you."

Isaac Shea, used to being a teacher, took the papers from his hand and asked, "If they ask about matching our birth charts, what if my chart doesn’t match hers?"

Issac Shea’s mind was full of standard answers.

Yet, at that moment, his mind went blank.

This caused Isaac Shea to burst out laughing, "Dad, just stop reading these and get some sleep. Rest up, you’ve got dark circles under your eyes these past two days."

"Dark circles?"

Isaac Shea had just returned from a trip to Sealand, having brought the family heirloom with him; maybe it was the excitement but even with less rest, he hadn’t felt tired.

Now, looking in the mirror, he noticed his poor complexion.

He had no choice but to seek help from his wife, "Is there a quick way to rejuvenate?"

Mrs. Shea chuckled softly.

An old man, trying to rejuvenate.

Besides, the main focus tomorrow is your son, just dress appropriately.

The marriage proposal was set in a private room of a club near the Hugh Mansion, the Sheas arrived first, including Mr. and Mrs. Shea, two respected elders of the family, and...

Michale Shaw.

The Sheas worried about potential awkward silences as Shaw was familiar with both families, so they invited him along.

They had also gleaned the likes and special notes of the Hugh Family from Michale Shaw.

For example:

All questions must not involve Liam Hugh, as this is the taboo of the Hugh Family.

"Chairman Shea, are you nervous?" Michale laughed.

"Not really."

Michale clicked his tongue:

The Hugh Family hasn’t arrived, yet you’ve almost finished all the tea.

In fact, Isaac Shea was so nervous his palms were sweaty.

When Hannah Johnson and her party arrived at the private room, William Hale, upon seeing Michale for the first time, raised his eyebrow.

This kid...

Has he betrayed us?

Michale diverted his gaze, not daring to make eye contact.

It wasn’t his fault.

The Sheas were his main business backers; when a major backer speaks, what can he do?

When the two families met for the first time and sat down, they exchanged polite pleasantries.

Mrs. Shea glanced at her husband, signaling with her eyes:

Hadn’t you prepared a bunch of opening remarks, why have you gone mute!

Come on, speak up!

Why just keep smiling foolishly.

It was Brock Hale who took the initiative to ask, "You are from Sealand, where the climate is mild all year round. You must have faced many adjustments after suddenly moving to Capital City."

Isaac Shea smiled, "We were a bit uncomfortable at first, now it’s okay."

"Will you move back to Sealand in the future?"

"It depends on the children, their mother and I don’t mind where we live."

Isaac Shea looked at his father:

That’s it, even after last night’s crash course.

Still can’t compare to Mr. Hale’s father.

Isaac Shea busied himself serving tea and water, and when his gaze met Hannah Johnson’s, he smiled especially pleasingly.

He was eager to have children so he could move up in status.

—

Meanwhile, inside the psychiatric hospital

Liam Hugh was sane when forcibly admitted, although now schizophrenic, he had his good and bad moments, sitting on his hospital bed, observing the outside through a window with double security bars.

Like a bird in a cage.

When lucid, he reminisced about the past events.

Admired and pursued by thousands.

Who wouldn’t envy the good life he had.

How did it come to this!

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and before Liam Hugh could react, someone covered his mouth and nose, signaling him to keep quiet.

"Mr. Hugh..." the person uttered in a deep voice, clearly concealing their real voice.

"Hmm!"

Liam Hugh struggled with all his might, but after months of torment, he had become emaciated and powerless.

"It’s really enviable, you have a good daughter."

Daughter?

Hannah Johnson!

Mentioning her, Liam Hugh’s eyes instantly filled with blood.

He was her biological father, yet she conspired with the Hale Family to confine him here, wanting to torment him to death!

"Do you know the Sealand Shea Family?"

Liam Hugh was stupefied.

In his residual memory, he knew the Sheas were wealthy.

"The Shea Family proposed to your daughter today, Young Master Shea is handsome and impressive, really envy you for having such a good son-in-law."

Liam Hugh’s breathing became rapid.

This meant:

He had even less chance of escaping the cage.

The Sheas? How come that wretched girl is so lucky!