Chapter 6

I love oranges, but I have a quirk when it comes to eating them.

Before I eat, I always spend a good deal of time meticulously removing all the pith.

In the past, Seraphina always thought I was being too fussy for a guy. She never once helped me peel them, and even thought I was just a pampered rich boy who didn't understand life's hardships.

Now, as I look at the plate of perfectly cleaned orange segments in front of me, I'm at a loss for words.

Mr. Montgomery, however, doesn't seem to find anything unusual. Instead, he's even more enthusiastic towards me: "Brent doesn't have a boyfriend, right?"

I was about to answer when Mr. Montgomery cut me off.

She looked at Seraphina with a serious expression: "If you don't like him, just get divorced as soon as possible."

Fintan, hearing Mr. Montgomery's words, panicked and shattered the glass in his hand.

His eyes, however, were fixed straight on Mr. Montgomery: "I don't agree."