“What’s the matter, son? Daydreaming?”
The elderly couple, sitting comfortably in the plush seats, couldn’t help but laugh at the dazed look on the young man’s face.
“Come on, hop in, or we’ll end up missing our flight.”
Pearl, far calmer than the others, shot him a pointed look of encouragement.
Only then did Sylas climb into the car, carefully choosing a seat not too close and not too far from them. Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling of sitting on pins and needles.
From the moment he saw them, Sylas had recognized exactly who they were—the true heads of the Steele family.
Back in the day, in The Capital, these two had made waves both in business and on the streets, commanding respect from all sides. Their legends were still spoken of in hushed tones, even though in recent years they had all but disappeared from the public eye. Some even whispered that they’d already passed away.
But that wasn’t what had Sylas so on edge.
No—the real reason was…
These two were none other than Ruby’s great-grandparents.
He twisted his hands together, a mischievous glint suddenly flashing through his mind.
Little Ruby, who would’ve thought he’d get to meet her great-grandparents before she ever did?
He could already picture himself bragging about it to Ruby later, and the thought made his expression soften and drift away into daydreams.
“Son? Hello? Earth to Sylas?”
It took the gentle touch of the old woman’s hand on his arm to snap him back to reality.
“Huh? Sorry, ma’am, I’m listening!”
Sylas jolted, immediately sitting up straighter, his attitude respectful and attentive.
Pearl glanced at him, a strange feeling tugging at her. There was something odd about this young man.
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