Chapter 2731


    Imogen muttered under her breath, clearly annoyed, “Why is it too soon when ites to my


    daughter? If Regina’s not the right fit, why not consider Madeline? After all, she’s a Tanner now, and if


    she and Nn hit it off, it would only bolster the Tanner legacy. Francis, don’t forget, ourpany’s


    been downsizing for three years straight, and our profits are on the decline. You’ve got to take this


    seriously-the Tanner shine can’t fade on our watch.”


    Imogen’s words hit Francis like a hammer to the heart.


    Indeed, the worry that the Tanner prestige might end with his generation was always lurking in his


    mind. Since his grandfather’s time, the Tanner family had been on an upswing. How could it possibly


    stall during his era?


    “You’re right, Madeline is my daughter too, no different. And you know what? If I really wanted Nn to


    marry a Tanner girl, it’s not like I don’t have a trick or two up my sleeve.”


    Imogen’s heart pounded almost audibly. She knew the family secret all too well, yet she feigned


    ignorance. “Oh, is there a way to ensure Nn marries a Tanner girl? That would be splendid! With


    Nn at the helm, our family business is bound to scale new heights.”


    Hearing Imogen talk like that didn’t upset Francis. His eyes were solely on the future of the Tanner


    family.


    Strength begets strength, and although the Tanners were in decline, they had amassed a fortune that


    marrying a Tanner girl wouldn’t be a bad deal for Nn.


    At this, Regina quietly excused herself; she had no desire to listen to any more of their conversation.


    Once back in her room, Regina let out a sigh. To think that even a sessful man like Nn could be


    caught up in this tide of arranged marriages.


    In the end, none of them were truly free.


    Meanwhile, at Nn’s house, facing an onught from two elders and a pair of middle-aged folks,


    Nn didn’t dare lift his head during dinner.


    “Nn, I don’t mean to nag, but I’m pushing 80 you know? All I want is to see my grandson take the


    plunge. Am I wrong to wish for that?” said Nn’s grandmother.


    Nn cleared his throat, “Not at all.”


    His grandfather Preston Harris kept a stern face. “Then why haven’t seen a granddaughter-inw yet?


    Look at the others; they bring home any Tom, Dick, or Harry. And you? I haven’t seen as much as a


    shadow. If you hadn’t had a little sweetheart when you were younger, I’d be questioning your leanings.”


    At that, Nn choked, coughing continuously.


    His grandmother, looking concerned, handed him a ss of water. “Eat slowly, honey. No one’s racing


    you.”


    “It’s not my fault, how could I know Grandpa was so ahead of his time with his shocking statements?”


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    But to Nn’s jest, Preston just harrumphed loudly.


    His father Palmer Harris turned the page of his newspaper and said, “Love is all about fate, timing, and


    chemistry. It doesn’t just happen on demand. Dad, stop pressuring Nn, and one day he might


    actually bring home a grandson-inw for you.”


    Preston rolled his eyes dramatically. “Even a grandson-inw is better than nothing. I’m over 80, for


    heaven’s sake. How many years do you think I have left?”