“Besides, the Calderón Family has more than one unmarried man, doesn't it?”
A smile curved my lips as my gaze swept around the hall.
It finally settled on Jayson Calderon's face in the corner and I tapped my finger in his direction. "I think Uncle Jayson is quite suitable."
"I hear he's a sworn brother you made years ago, only eight years older than Darrick. I doubt there'd be much of a generation gap between us."
Darrick’s father's eyes widened, he and Darrick’s mother spoke in unison, "Absolutely not!"
"Jayson is merely my younger brother—not truly part of the Calderon Family. He knows nothing about company affairs. Miss Graham, please don't joke about this."
"Yeah, Marylin, Jayson is just a manager at a subsidiary company. You'd be settling for less by marrying him. He's got no ambition and no business sense..."
I ignored their words, but I couldn't help feeling a faint urge to laugh.
Jayson had kept it hidden from the Calderon Family all these years.
His overseas business was thriving—how could that be called lacking ambition? How could he be considered lacking in business sense?