Aeldric stood up from his chair, his face covered with expressions of disbelief as well as shock.
"Liked the surprise, old man?" he heard his grandson ask, who leaned back in the chair, making himself comfortable—sitting like a king.
"What's the meaning of this?" Aeldric asked as he looked back at him, then at the two people.
"Simple," he answered. "You are not to be trusted, so I'm the same. You shouldn't trust me either—after all, I am your blood, isn't it?"
The couple that entered the office walked ahead, hand in hand.
"I'm sorry I couldn't attend the wedding as I was busy with my wife, Natalie," the man said and looked at his look-alike who was sitting in the chair. "Aaron, congratulations on your marriage."
"Brother-in-law, congratulations," Natalie said clinging to Justin's arm like a sweet wife. "Though I don't like that woman Grace, I'm sure you can handle her until we achieve what we want."
