Chester Yale's straightforwardness left Collins Aiden stunned.
The two confronted each other for several seconds before he finally spoke softly, "Do you agree with him fulfilling my request?"
"Why wouldn't I agree?" Chester Yale walked to the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down serenely.
He folded his hands in front of him, his eyes showing no hint of hesitation.
"No matter the last name, that's my grandson. In my eyes, there's no difference."
"But, how are you going to explain to the Yale Family's elders? And there's bound to be talk within the business circles..."
"Are you worried about me? I thought you'd be more concerned that the Aiden Family's lineage might end in your hands." Chester Yale turned his chair, moved to the bookshelf, pulled out a document from it, and handed it to Collins Aiden.
The document was simple, just a statement.
