Watt lowered his gaze, replying indifferently, "Whether she's happy or not, that's for her to decide."
Old Master Ink snorted, clearly disdainful of his words.
"You just happened to meet her a few days earlier than that kid Manuel. If Manuel had met her first, would you even matter? I can't see where you're better than Manuel."
Due to the earlier incident with the destroyed herbs, the Old Master held deep resentment towards Watt.
Every time he looked at Watt, he found him less appealing, always feeling that Manuel was superior.
Regarding Summer Sutton choosing Watt over Manuel, the Old Master thought it was utter foolishness.
His grandson was such a good man; how many women in the world would reject him?
In Old Master Ink's opinion, Summer Sutton must be blind.
