Arthur and Ashley hadn’t mentioned their engagement plans before coming back, so Spencer and Nancy had assumed Arthur was simply visiting Seacity for business. Now, caught off guard but thrilled, they quickly responded. "Good, good! It’s wonderful that you think this way," Nancy said, barely able to contain her excitement. "So, have you two picked a date yet?" Arthur was stunned for a moment. That was it? They were just going to agree right away? Wasn’t he supposed to be interrogated first? He had heard that visiting in-laws meant getting grilled. Ashley, too, was taken aback by how eager her parents were. If someone didn’t know better, they’d think she was some old maid no one wanted, and they were just relieved to finally marry her off. She pouted, grumbling, "Aren’t you guys even going to ask if I agree?" Ever since they had come back, her parents’ eyes had barely left Arthur. Even at dinner, they had only been serving him food. Who was their actual child here? Nancy rolled her eyes. "Look at your face—you might as well have ‘I do’ written across your forehead! Do we even need to ask?" "Huh?" Ashley blinked in surprise. Then, her face instantly turned red. "W-Was it that obvious?" "Yes!" Spencer and Nancy answered in perfect unison. Ashley’s face burned hotter. It was bad enough that her mom was teasing her, but even her usually serious dad was laughing? And Arthur was right here, too! "Hahaha!"The entire family burst into laughter at Ashley’s embarrassment. This was what a real family felt like. The truth was, of course, that Spencer and Nancy deeply valued Ashley’s happiness. But Ashley had already made her choice clear through her actions. As her parents, they had seen it all. There was no need to ask. Ashley, utterly mortified, fled to her room. She was still only eighteen—she couldn’t take this level of teasing. Arthur and Ashley had already discussed the engagement details privately. Now, Arthur mainly wanted to go over the date and location with Spencer and Nancy. Even though it was just an engagement, he refused to cut corners. Now that he had the means, he wanted to give Ashley everything she deserved. Spencer and Nancy were incredibly touched by his sincerity. Ashley was their beloved daughter. Even though the Gibson family had declined over the years, they would never let her marry without a proper dowry. Everything had already been prepared. Arthur had grown up in South City, but he didn’t want to hold the engagement there. For convenience, both sides agreed—Seacity would be the location. This was a major milestone in life, so both families would invite all their friends to attend. For Spencer and Nancy, it was also the perfect opportunity to introduce Arthur to their social circle. And since it was now widely known that Arthur was the CEO of Cloudia Corporation, this engagement party was bound to be an event like no other. Meanwhile, at the Yarbrough residence… The matriarch, Madam Xylia, sat at the center of the room, her expression grave, deep in thought. Zane and Stephen sat on either side, both looking grim. After a long silence, Madam Xylia finally spoke."Maris, go. Take a gift and apologize to Arthur." "What?!" Maris shot up from his chair in disbelief. Zane frowned at him. "Why are you making such a fuss? Sit down." Maris begrudgingly lowered himself back into his seat, but he was still indignant. "Grandma, why should I apologize to him?" He lifted his injured hand. "Look at this—my hand still isn’t fully healed from his attack!" A serious injury like this wouldn’t heal overnight—his hand would be useless for a while. Madam Xylia glanced at his hand. "And why is it injured? Do you really not know?" Maris stiffened. Under his grandmother’s sharp gaze, he sulkily sat back down but continued to grumble. "I don’t want to apologize." Madam Xylia’s face darkened. "You don’t? Do you even know who he is? He’s the CEO of Cloudia Corporation!" She jabbed a finger against his forehead in frustration. "Maris, you’re already in your twenties. When are you going to grow up? Do you even realize who you’ve offended?" Despite being scolded, Maris didn’t look the least bit concerned. He muttered, "Is he really Cloudia Corporation’s CEO?" He didn’t believe it. South City was just some backwater place. The people there were gullible—who knew if they had just made the whole thing up? Sure, Cloudia Corporation’s CEO was Mr. Gray, but Gray was a common surname. What were the odds that Arthur just happened to be that Gray?