Choose what makes you happy

Back at the Anderson mansion, Anthony just handed the papers to Ramon, that Felix and Marianne's marriage is just contractual. Ramon skimmed through the papers, his expression unreadable. Anthony, standing with a stern demeanor, waited for his father to react. The atmosphere in the room crackled with tension, and the weight of unspoken disappointment hung in the air.

"So, Felix got an arrange marriage with Marianne because of money, right?" Anthony nodded his head.

He took his phone and dialed his number, "Felix?"

"Yes, Father?"

"We need to talk," his father said over the phone.

"Alright, I'm on my way," he said and hung up the phone.

Felix arrived at the Anderson mansion, the grandeur of the place now overshadowed by the heavy atmosphere within. As he stepped into the opulent room where his father awaited him, the air seemed charged with tension.

Ramon looked up from the papers, his expression stoic. "Sit down, Felix."

Felix took a seat, his eyes meeting his father's gaze