Love's Perfect Match

After she got off work the next day, Elspeth saw a conspicuous red sports car stopped by the roadside. She never really paid attention to the cars around the building. All she knew was that Jethro would usually pick her up in modest cars. This wasn't his style, but then Jethro came out of it. He was wearing a deep brown shirt, a big, devilish smile curling his lips.

Then, he said, "I'm here to pick you up, Elsie. Now, can you come home with me?"

Elspeth harrumphed. And I thought he'd be more mature. I see the change of clothes didn't change his attitude. He's making it sound like I'm his fiancée who's going to meet his parents. Fine, I'll play along. She said, "I still have to get changed and buy some presents."

Jethro pointed at the back seat. It was filled with all kinds of presents. "I've bought everything you might need. And you're a guest. Drop the formalities. Now, get in."

She shrugged and got into the car.

Not too long later, she was taken to the Wilstone Residence. It was a resplendent place, the doors high and mighty. There were circular windows all around, and stone structures littered the corner. I see why Jethro doesn't care about money. This whole place reeks of wealth.

Even before she got out of the car, Elspeth saw a stretch of a red carpet draped over the field outside. Standing at the sides were the residence's servants holding a tray filled with petals of flowers. Why does this look like a wedding ceremony? Carefully, she got out of the car. The moment she stepped onto the carpet, the servants quickly tossed the petals into the air, and all of them rained down on her. She was shocked, but she could do nothing about it.

Elspeth turned around, but Jethro looked calm. In fact, he looked delighted. Why is he looking like that?

She shot him a look, but the man only gave her a look that said, 'Calm down.'

"Alright, come with me." He stepped forth and held her hand, trying to take her in.

mon, so she went up

man holding her hand, but she couldn't break

stop struggling. You don't want even more

attitude. She held Jethro's hand and went inside. Once she was in the lounge, she caught a whiff of something that smelled like perfume. However, before she could even see who it

The woman was plump, but she was still beautiful. And she looked at Elspeth like she was her

loss. "Hi, Mrs. Wilstone. You must be Jethro's mother."

grinned, wrinkles creasing the corner of her eyes. "Yes.

gorgeous and gentle, Miss Lynwood. I can see why Jethro likes you," Moriarty

can't yell at Jethro right now. His parents and grandfather are here. Thus, she

only smiled gently. "It's alright. After you

quickly nodded, worried that his wife might lecture him again. Old Mr. Wilstone was all smiles a while ago, but the moment Elspeth said they were friends, his face fell. "What

expected that, so he said, "We have

shot him a look of disappointment before turning to Elspeth with a smile.

the old man, so she went up to him. "Do

used to run a business together when we were young,

Wilstone responded, "Of course. Your grandfather and I are friends. We used to run a business together when we were young, and he promised he'd marry his grandkid to mine."

First the Carrs, then the Coles, and now the Wilstones? How many friends do you have, Grandfather? I'm

right. Are you married, Elspeth?"

answered

eyes shone, and he looked at Jethro. "Good. Good. Jethro's not engaged, either. So, why don't