Chapter 123

Nathaniel's words ignited a fire in Vivian's veins.

Determined to outmaneuver Nathaniel, she spun toward his grandfather with sparkling eyes. "It's true, Grandfather. Dominic and I are officially together now."

She clasped Dominic's hand tightly. "He's the only one who truly understands me. Who makes me feel safe. Who makes me happy."

Dominic gazed at Vivian beside him. Though this was just an act to provoke Nathaniel, her words still sent warmth spreading through his chest.

He wasn't even her second choice. Yet here he was, playing the doting boyfriend. The realization sent an unexpected thrill through him.

Grandfather Alfred maintained his stern expression for several heartbeats before breaking into laughter. "My dear girl, of course you have my blessing."

His eyes twinkled as he patted Vivian's hand. "I wouldn't have invited you both otherwise. I simply needed to test whether this young man was worthy of you."

A pointed glare at Nathaniel made his meaning clear. "After what you've endured, I'd never let you settle for less than you deserve."

Dominic straightened his shoulders. "General Blackwood, I welcome any test. I excel at most things - even rap battles. Allow me to demonstrate—"

Before anyone could react, he launched into an impressive freestyle. His rhythm was flawless, his flow effortless. The maids stifled giggles behind their hands while even the usually stoic butler cracked a smile.

Only Nathaniel remained stone-faced. "How utterly juvenile," he muttered.

Dinner commenced shortly after.

Alfred raised his glass. "To family. Vivian, my door is always open to you. The Blackwood estate will forever be your sanctuary."

Tears pricked Vivian's eyes. "Thank you, Grandfather. Though Nathaniel and I are through, nothing changes between us."

Dominic placed a steadying hand on her shoulder. "I'll protect her with my life, General. Loving her is my greatest privilege."

"Good man." Alfred beamed before shooting Nathaniel a withering look. "Unlike some ungrateful whelps at this table."

Their glasses clinked in harmony while Nathaniel sat in stony silence, pushing food around his plate with disinterest.

Dominic expertly deboned a piece of sea bass and placed it on Vivian's plate. The gesture was so natural it suggested years of practice.

"See that?" Alfred elbowed Nathaniel sharply. "Dominic may be younger, but he's ten times the gentleman you'll ever be. Vivian's well rid of you."

"Any trained monkey could perform parlor tricks," Nathaniel sneered.

Dominic merely smirked. "Tell me, Mr. Blackwood - after years of marriage, do you even know Vivian's favorite foods? Her allergies? The way she takes her tea?"

The challenge hung in the air like drawn steel.