And Jace? How Do You Feel About Him?

"I want to have a word with Grace, send for her," Richard ordered his son when it was just the three of them left in the room.

"Dad? Don't tell me you believe what that trouble shooter said," Caden cried out.

"Why are you so worked up?" Richard threw a suspicious glance at his younger son.

"I'm not worked up, Dad. It's just that I don't know you as someone that would act on hearsay,"

"Since you know that much about me, why are you not clear about my intentions?" Richard retorted with a stern look.

"Alright, I'll go get her for you right away but you have to be prepared," Caden warned mysteriously.

"Prepared for what?" Richard smirked. "Get her here immediately, you brat."

"Yes sir," Caden said and headed to look for Grace.

"Please, don't make things difficult for the poor girl," Rose cautioned as soon as it was just the two of them.