Jarvis Edith frowned, "Is there something wrong with Lance? Haven't you two always been close?"
"She's fine, and our relationship is indeed okay, but... it's unrelated to love."
"Love?" Jarvis Edith took a deep breath, "You're a psychology major, you should understand that it's just a momentary impulse."
Kasper Edith didn't argue with his father about such matters, "I will find a suitable partner myself, that's my bottom line. Otherwise... we'll go down together, you take the custody of Little Ting, and I'll destroy the Edith Family."
Jarvis Edith observed his son for a moment before speaking again.
"Do you have someone you like?"
"That's my business."
"Fine." Jarvis Edith gripped his cane, "Within a week, bring her to meet me, and I won't force you to marry Lance."
"You really didn't have anything to do with Little Ting's matter?"
"It wasn't me, believe it or not."
After a brief gaze at his father, Kasper Edith turned and walked out of the study room.
