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“What do you want to know?” he asked without looking at me. I shrugged before responding. “Anything. Any clue about them because I don't know if they have an idea that our engagement is an arranged one and-”“No, they don't,” he retorted. I peered at him, but he wouldn't spare a glance. “It's just between our families. My grandparents aren't supposed to know about it.”“Oh, okay.”I nodded in understanding. The same goes with me. I couldn't tell other members of my family and my friends that I was getting married to a billionaire through an arranged marriage by our fathers.It sounds weird to the ear, doesn't it?Sterling added, “That means one thing-”“We have to pretend better,” I completed. He turned to look at me. It was probably because I just said what he had in mind. Then he nodded in concord. Fortunately, we are both on the same page with that. “Yes, you are right. We have to act well for them to believe that we are truly in love. Grandma Ellen and Grandpa Chris are the k

Then she said something that left me utterly confused and dumbfounded. “She is not Julie Stewart!”Julie Stewart! Who is Julie Stewart?I asked myself internally. And I turned my gaze toward Sterling, silently pleading for some kind of answer. Who was his grandmother expecting instead of me? But he didn't look my way. He was looking at his grandmother. But the expression on his face has changed. He wasn't looking pleased. “No, Nana. She isn't. This is Calliope, the woman I love and whom I am engaged with.”“But, Sterling…”“Let's not talk about that, Grandma,” he said, his voice pleading as he stared at her in the eyes. The woman seemed to understand and she sighed before nodding. I saw a look of relief wash over Sterling's face before he turned to peer at me. He flashed me a small smile despite me staring at him with a confused expression. I was in the dark. “So you are my grandson's fiancée?”“Y-yes, ma. I and Sterling are in love and he…”“I didn't ask for any story.”“Oh,”

After the brunch, I decided to take a break by looking around the house. The butler decided to be my tour guide since Sterling wanted to speak with his grandparents. I took a few minutes, admiring the beautiful house and the greeny scenery that surrounded it. After a while, I felt pressed, so I turned to the older man who was my guide. “Please, where can I find the restroom?”“Oh, just walk straight down the hallway, turn left and the fourth door by your right is the guest lavatory.”I repeated his instructions and he corrected me. I said the instructions again and when I got it right, he nodded with a warm smile. “Thank you,” I appreciated and then I went in search of the restroom, following his description. After relieving myself, I tried to find my way back, but I got lost. I was confused in the large maze of a house. I was hoping to find someone who would help me find my way back to the sitting room. But no one was in sight. Then, I heard voices coming from one of the rooms.

“Grandpa, Callie, you are here,” Sterling's voice took our attention away from the paintings and we both turned around. Sterling was standing at the door post, a slightly worried expression marring his face. “Yes, son. What is wrong?” the older man asked, noticing the look on him. “You don't look good.”“We have a problem,” he deadpanned. “Problem? What problem?” the old man asked. “There is a heavy rainstorm all over town now. All roads are blocked. What are we going to do?” he gazed at me. “That's right. I didn't tell my parents that I won't be returning home.”“It's…”“You can just call them,” Grandma Ellen's familiar voice came from behind Sterling and then she appeared beside them. “I can't let my grandson drive back to town in this kind of weather.”“My wife is right. You should sleep over,” Grandpa Chris agreed with his wife. Sterling and I exchanged a look. He kept quiet, so angrily, I tore my gaze away. “There is enough room for the two of you.”“You can both take the