Over the years, Nathaniel Nathan had proven to the world that even without the Nathan Family's backing, he could rely on his own exceptional abilities to become the brightest star at the security company.
Beckett Nathan was at a loss for words. He had always known his son had a mind of his own, but he never expected him to have been planning this since he was so young.
He had always thought Nathaniel was a block of wood, completely clueless about things like feelings and love. Now, it seemed he had been terribly mistaken.
He said softly, "Not all arranged marriages are unhappy. Your mother and I are very happy."
"That's because you got lucky." Nathaniel draped an arm over his father's shoulder and said calmly, "But I trust my own judgment. I'm going to be in charge of my own life, and neither you nor Mom will have a say in my marriage."
"You little punk!" Beckett Nathan chided softly.
But after his rebuke, he sighed to himself. Nathaniel wasn't wrong for acting this way.
