Hello My Lovely Granddaughter

After telling her grandpa that she refuses to get married Sylvia, rushes out of her grandpa's office and goes back to her office.

Sylvia: (talking to herself) Papa must have gone insane. How could he try to put me in an arranged marriage. I'm only 21 so I have plenty of time to find a husband.

Sylvia then hears a knock at her office door.

Sylvia: Who is it?

Levi: It's me, Levi.

Sylvia: I'm not in the mood to talk!

Levi: Please. You should know that this effects me too.

Sylvia: Ugh

Sylvia lets Levi in and closes the door behind him. She then walks over to her desk and sits down in her chair

Sylvia: What do you want to talk about?

Levi: I just want to let you know that I rather not get married to you either.

Sylvia: Then don't. It's as simple as that.

Levi: Actually it's not that simple. Us marrying each other means big profit for both companies.

Sylvia: Mostly for yours because my papa's company is quite the amount bigger than your conpany.

Levi: Yes your right, but your company will get some benefits.

Sylvia: Wait. So you are saying that we should get married.

Levi: Yes, that is exactly what I am saying.

Sylvia: You must be out of your mind if you think that I'm going to be apart of some arranged marriage with some stranger.

Levi: But see that's the thing. We should get to know each other.We should spend time together and see where it goes.

Sylvia: Absolutely not. I'm not being put into an arranged marriage. Now please leave.

Levi: But-

Sylvia: Leave!

Levi: Okay.

After the whole situation with her grandpa and Levi Sylvia, decides to keep looking over differ files about the company until her grandpa walks into her office.

Papa/chairman: Knock knock! It's me.

Sylvia: Hey papa.

Papa/chairman: Are you doing okay?

Sylvia: I'm just fine papa.

Papa/chairman: I'm sorry about earlier today. I should have said something earlier about the marriage, but I do need you to think about this.

Sylvia: Ugh! Oh my gosh papa. Can we please stop talking about this?

Papa/chairman: *sighs* Okay. Did you remember about the banquet tonight?

Sylvia: Yes, I remember. I'm going home to get ready for it in a few minutes.

Papa/chairman: Okay. I will send a car to pick you up around 5.

Sylvia: Okay.

Sylvia leaves the office and heads home to get ready dor the banquet. A chauffeur that her grandfather sends picks her up from home and drives her to the banquet. When Sylvia gets to the banquet she's greeted by her grandpa.

Sylvia: Hi papa.

Papa/chairman: Hello my lovely granddaughter.