Chapter 190

Jeremiah calmly took a sip of his coffee, the same dark roast his grandpa loved. He’d be got tired of it. drinking it all his life and never His long fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the couch. With half-closed eyes, he glanced at Jase, his expression indifferent.

“If you like kids so much, maybe you should just go have one yourself. Grandma won’t blame you for it.”

Jase almost spilled his coffee, thinking. This kid would be the death of me. “Quit dodging the question! I think that girl Samantha from the Mitchell family is a good match-good character, mild-tempered. You should marry her. Not like anyone else wants you. If you don’t do it, I’ll swallow my pride and propose for you.”

Recently, when Jase visited the military, he had exchanged a few words with Tim Mitchell. They quickly agreed on a marriage between Jeremiah and Samantha, Both single, raised together-seemed perfect.

Jeremiah set down his coffee cup, showing no expression, and cut Jase off, “You already have a granddaughter-in-law. Stop playing matchmaker, or she’ll be mad.”

Jase was taken aback by Jeremiah’s words, but soon a smile crept onto his face, barely hiding his delight.

His eyes lit up, and even his mustache trembled excitedly. “When did you start dating? Who is she? From Betrico? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? You don’t have to date forever, you know. Your grandmother and I only met twice and look at us, a lifetime together”

Jase was blown away by the unexpected news. He always thought his aloof and distant grandson, Jeremiah, would end up forever alone. But now Jeremiah had a girlfriend and Jase was really curious about the girl.

Jase often worried about Jeremiah’s preferences might lean differentlyse friendship with Andrew from the Mitchell family, wondering if his grandson’s preferences might lean differently. Now, without any fanfare, there was a girlfriend.

Jeremiah, looking unfazed at his grandfather’s mutterings, met his curious and eager gaze, then calmly remarked, “She’s not from Betrico. She’s from Seacrity. Not some high-society heiress, just a really nice girl who’s pretty much amazing in every way.”

He paused before continuing, “She’s at Simon’s university Jase was stunned, thinking he misheard. He wondered, ‘He is dating a college student?’

Jase scrutinized Jeremiah as if seeing him for the first time, and after a beat, regained his composure. He responded with a casual air, Jeremiah, who knew you had it in you to be such a charmer?”

Jeremiah blinked, then quickly shot back, “Runs in the family.”

Jase twitched his lips, deciding to let it go this time out of respect for the new granddaughter-in-law. Calming himself, he asked Jeremiah, “Does she know who you really are?”

Jeremiah tilted his head. “She does.”

Jase nodded. He trusted that Jeremiah wouldn’t settle for just anyone, and he wasn’t about to be an old stick-in-the-mud either.

The Chavez family didn’t need marriages for alliances. They had all the power and money they could want.

His only worry was Jeremiah ending up alone. Life was long, and Jase was getting old. He wished to see Jeremiah find someone to share his life with while he was still around to witness it. But Jeremiah took until thirty to find a partner, not realizing Jase’s well-meaning hopes.

Jase glanced at the string on Jeremiah’s wrist, puzzled. “When did you start wearing those?”

Jeremiah lifted his wrist, fingering the string with a small grin. “When you’re taken, you gotta show it off. It’s the trend now, Grandpa. Didn’t you know?”

Jase snorted softly, thinking. So he finds a girlfriend, big deal. He is strutting like a peacock. “Alright, back to business. Your trip to Mysonna went well. The big boss is pleased.”

Jeremiah’s smile faded to his usual calm demeanor. “Got it.”

Jase pointed to a file on the table. Jeremiah glanced through it, then tossed it back with a cold expression, scoffing. “Ybaulla thinks they’re still in the old days? How dare they propose such terms? They’re dreaming”

Jase’s face turned stern, exuding a natural authority. “Exactly what the boss said. We can’t agree to this. The Ybaulla folks are persistent, though. Their prime minister’s visiting Clusia soon, likely stirring up more trouble. You’re in charge of security during his visit.”

Jeremiah nodded, thinking it was just another job. If they’re not behaving, deal with it directly.

Jase still felt uneasy. Ybaulla’s intentions were clearly hostile. While he trusted Jeremiah, he worried about underhanded tactics.

But his grandson wasn’t one to fall easily.

They continued discussing affairs late into the night. By the time they finished, it was already early morning. Jase, in his eighties, seemed exhausted.

He had a team managing his routine, rarely staying up this late anymore. Jeremiah helped him to bed and tucked him in, just about to leave.

Jase said, “Kid, since the girl’s accepted you, treat her right. Bring her over sometime. I’ve been holding onto a welcome gift for years.” Jase, in his eighties, felt a bit disappointed. He had been preparing for ten years, and now he finally had the chance to give it away. Just thinking about it made him a little heartbroken.

Jeremiah paused, raising an eyebrow, finally giving Jase a line that made him happy. “I’ll make sure you can give it this year Hearing Jeremiah’s promise, Jase was pleased but kept a stern face. “Alright, alright, you’re bothering me. Get out of here.”

Jeremiah saw through his act but said nothing. As he reached the door, Jase called out again.

Jeremiah turned back..

Jase hesitated, then spoke. “No rush on the great-grandkids. The girl’s young, take it slow,”

Jase’s face reddened slightly, worried about scaring the girl away. He didn’t want to miss out on great-grandchildren.

Jeremiah gave him a knowing look. “She’s an adult. With that, he left the room.

Jase was left stunned. He wondered, ‘An adult? Can I be holding a great-grandchild next year? Excitedly, he shouted after Jeremiah, “Go for it, kid!”