Chapter 1670 - 1604: The Most Miserable Scumbag in History

"Mom and Dad, since the Shaw Family’s marriage proposal fell through, I’ll settle for marrying Tara. This way, I can earn a reputation for being loyal and righteous. As long as we spread the word that I’m meeting my former fiancée, my reputation can be salvaged." Caspian Yarn had seen upon returning home that the Shaw Family came prepared, and it seemed the marriage proposal was unlikely to succeed, so he simply stopped struggling.

"Tara Chase? Hasn’t she been missing for over a year? Moreover, the Chase Family is gone, why marry her? Do you want to become the laughing stock of the whole Seacoast?" Caspian’s mother flipped out and opposed the idea immediately upon hearing it.

Caspian’s father glanced at his son with surprise, then sat on the side smoking a cigarette, his face full of worry.

At yesterday’s engagement banquet, Tara deliberately avoided Caspian’s parents after meeting Caspian, so Caspian’s mother and father were still unaware of Tara’s presence. Caspian’s father had been involved in the Chase Family’s affairs, suspecting that Tara’s disappearance was related to his son, he turned a blind eye to it. Now hearing his son mention Tara, he assumed Tara had always been under his son’s control.

At this moment, Caspian was entirely focused on Tara. He also fully understood that with the Shaw Family’s power, even if the Yarn Family gains sympathy after a downfall, they’d be forgotten in a few months without benefit. Marrying Tara was different, at least she was the woman he loved, and with his Yarn Family’s power, it wouldn’t be difficult to recover Tara’s assets that were swallowed. Regarding Tara’s disappearance, it could easily be explained by saying she was seriously ill and under treatment.

After all, the Yarn Family had already become a laughing stock, and no matter what, they would always be subject to gossip.

Now the only relatively troublesome matter was the man appearing by Tara’s side; what was his background exactly?

"Caspian, you should come with me to the Shaw Family now; there’s still time." Caspian’s mother, anxious, stood up to pull her son upon seeing him and his father both smoking.

"Sit down." Caspian’s father shouted impatiently, saying, "You spent the whole night waiting at the third branch of the Shaw Family, what good did it do? They’ve made it clear, even the kidnapping of Caspian during his disappearance was evidently caused by the Shaw Family, if you persist, are you forcing the Shaw Family to take action against us?"

Caspian’s father, having experienced many storms, had long thought this matter was suspicious, feeling they’d fallen into a trap, now secretly hating the Shaw Family.

Upon hearing this, Caspian’s mother collapsed, sitting on the ground wailing without any image: "What kind of sin is this?! Everything was fine, why treat Caspian like this?"

Caspian’s father stubbed out the cigarette butt, ignoring Caspian’s mother, looking at his son, asking, "Is there really no way?"

Caspian made another call to Lana Shaw, finding the phone continually off, he instantly knew it was hopeless, shaking his head.

Caspian’s father suddenly seemed ten years older, sighed deeply. He had long known this was the outcome. Over the past year, the Yarn Family had ridden on the coattails of the Shaw Family’s third branch, thinking they’d established a foothold in the Imperial City, yet after yesterday’s events, Caspian’s father tried reaching out to contacts within the city, finding them avoiding him like a plague, turning faces ruthlessly, even relatives who attended the engagement banquet left the city overnight.

The Yarn Family had thoroughly fallen into a state of isolation without aid.

Caspian’s father was still calculating how to forcefully turn the tide, only for his son to give up directly, seemingly unable to shake his thoughts about the Chase girl. Marrying Tara was indeed the best outcome now.

"Find a way to handle it." Caspian’s father relaxed his tone.

Caspian’s face lit up, taking out yesterday’s note from his pocket; the other party had deceived him using Tara’s voice, which became his most advantageous weapon.

Caspian wasted no time tidying up, then went to hold a press conference.

Tara Chase slept till nearly noon before waking, rubbing her eyes, noticing Marcus Quinn wasn’t in the room. She lifted the quilt to wash up. Since someone had been visiting the courtyard daily for the past few days, she got dressed before coming out.

In the courtyard, Marcus had unknowingly bought a robot, was programming its settings. Seeing she woke up, he got up and asked, "Hungry? I’ll go get some porridge for you."

Seeing him made her involuntarily recall last night’s intimate moments; her face grew warm, her eyes watery as she nodded.

Marcus went to the kitchen, soon bringing several plates of small dishes and cooked porridge. They had breakfast in the courtyard, one eating, the other continuing to program the robot.

"When did you buy the robot?" Tara asked curiously while eating.

"It was delivered this morning; it’s the latest research achievement, a special supply from the Military District." Marcus explained.