To marry him in the future would be her good fortune.
*
The lights in the Hyde Residence were still on.
On the living room sofa, Charles Hyde was chatting with his wife.
Seeing Brandan and Emily return, Lady Hyde joyfully called out, "Brandan!"
Brandan glanced at his mother, nodded slightly, and then said, "Dad, Mom, I'm going to the study for a bit."
Charles Hyde put down his coffee and waved at Brandan, "Brandan, come over here, I have something to discuss with you."
Brandan responded and walked over.
Charles Hyde was fifty-six this year, but his elegance and refined demeanor, along with his gold-rimmed glasses, made him look just over forty, not showing much age at all.
Brandan had great respect for this father of his whom he rarely saw over the years.
The Hyde family's overseas business territories were almost all built up by Charles Hyde.
He knew all the hardships involved.
"Dad, what's the matter?"
"Have you thought about the important matters of your life?"
