Chapter 881
In Old Mrs. Somerset’s eyes, her son was the most perfect man on earth, utterly without fault.
Jeremiah had been an outstanding child, never causing his mother a moment of worry.
At nineteen, he had been accepted into a domestic university. Not like Caitlin, who was already twenty and only now taking her college entrance exams.
So what if she got a guaranteed admission spot from her school? Who knew how much of that was genuine?
Old Mrs. Somerset knew all too well how education worked these days; a sizable donation to the school’s building fund could get you an acceptance letter.
So, Caitlin’s admission must have been secured that way. If she were truly that brilliant, she wouldn’t have waited until she was twenty to get into college. Caitlin simply couldn’t compare to Jeremiah.
After all, Jeremiah had earned his spot at a decent state school through his own hard work! It might not sound like much, but it wasn’t an easy feat. Otherwise, why were there so many people in vocational schools?
Thus, Jeremiah was the source of Old Mrs. Somerset’s immense pride. Her son was so capable, he was destined to become a powerful business magnate.
Flossie glanced at her mother. “Mom, you’re giving my brother way too much credit! Don’t forget, besides being the only girl in the Gonzales and Richards families, she’s also a benefactor to the Palmer family of Valerium p>
Celia’s high-profile appearance at the Gonzales banquet, where she had publicly gifted Caitlin a jade tablet, was common knowledge.
Flossie continued, “Mom, the Palmers are nobility in Valerium. With that jade tablet, Miss Gonzales’s status is equivalent to that of a noble. I’m genuinely worried that Miss Gonzales and her family will look down on my brother p>
After all, besides the shared experience of being divorced, Jeremiah seemed to fall short of Caitlin in every other aspect.
Her words only annoyed Old Mrs. Somerset further. She looked at Flossie. “She only became a benefactor to the Palmers because the Richards family in Neon Spire is close with them! It has nothing to do with her personally. Women are different from men. A divorced man can still marry up. A divorced woman is lucky if she can get married at all p>
“She should be thanking her lucky stars that your brother is even willing to consider her. The real question is whether your brother will find her acceptable p>
That was right. Old Mrs. Somerset was worried her son wouldn’t like Caitlin, not the other way around.
Flossie was speechless.
Old Mrs. Somerset pressed on. “Flossie, believe you me, if I personally go to the Gonzales family with this proposal, not only will Freya be counting her blessings, but the entire Gonzales family will be eternally grateful to me p>
“What kind of man can a second-hand woman like Freya hope to marry? She’s lucky to find anyone. Your brother is going to be the next Master Ninth p>
If you were to ask who the most distinguished man in The Capital was, the answer was unequivocally Gordon Sylvester. Not just in Eldermere, but on the international stage, he was second to none. For
to have a chance to marry the
‘next Master Ninth’-shouldn’t she be eternally grateful?
Flossie let out a small, mirthless laugh. “The next Master Ninth? Mom, do you know how old Master Ninth was when he became famous? And look at how old my brother is now p>
Gordon was only thirty. Jeremiah was already thirty-two.
More importantly, Gordon had stormed the business world at eighteen, took a two-year hiatus at the peak of his career to serve as a peacekeeping officer, and still returned to the pinnacle of his field. And Jeremiah? At thirty-two, he was still relying on the family business to get by Forget comparing him I Gordon; he was hardly exceptional even among ordinary people. Take away the title of head of the Somerset family, and he was
nothing.
It was laughable that Old Mrs. Somerset still harbored delusions of Jeremiah one
day surpassing Gordon. It was nothing more than a daydream.
This made Old Mrs. Somerset even more upset. Her son was the apple of her eye, yet her own daughter was disparaging him like this.
“Your brother is a late bloomer! He’s only thirty-two; his life is just beginning. I’m telling you, your brother has a great future ahead of him p>
Flossie just found it all exasperating. She shook her head helplessly.
Her initial suggestion to matchmake Caitlin and Jeremiah had been a casual remark, but she hadn’t expected her mother to take it so seriously, to the point where she now thought Caitlin wasn’t good enough for him.
Flossie turned to her mother and said in a low voice, “I’m warning you not to take this so lightly. My brother is only a treasure in your eyes p>
Old Mrs. Somerset scoffed. “Actions speak louder than words. I can’t be bothered to argue with you p>
With that, she took out her phone and snapped a picture. “I’ll show this to your brother when I get home. If he thinks she’s acceptable, I’ll go to the Gonzales family to propose the match p>
She could already picture how
delighted the Gonzales and Richards grandmothers would be. If nothing else, given the life-and-death bond between Old Mr. Gonzales and Old
Mr. Somerset the
Gonzales family
wouldn’t dare refuse.
Flossie said nothing more.
The banquet continued. Stuart, Carey, and Caitlin made their rounds, toasting the guests. Soon, they arrived at Old Mrs. Somerset’s table.
Stuart smiled as he introduced Carey. “Carey, this is Mrs. Somerset. Mr. Somerset
and my father were old comrades-in-arms! And this is Miss Somerset p>
He then looked at Caitlin. “Freya, you should call her Grandma Somerset and Aunt Somerset p>
Caitlin greeted them politely.
Old Mrs. Somerset raised her glass, looking at Carey. “Carey, congratulations on your return. I wish you and your family all the happiness in the world p>