Jason frowned as he watched the son of the Duke of Fort Swallow, seething with rage, approach him.
Then...
Pfft.
The other party laughed.
Dennise looked at the son of the Duke of Fort Swallow as if he were looking at an idiot.
How could he not be an idiot to change from being furious to...
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Delighted?
No, that's not right.
It should be wildly ecstatic.
What was the other party so happy about?
Dennise was very confused.
Dennise didn't know, but Jason could guess a bit.
The sort of person who should go to a German orthopedic clinic.
Jason silently observed the Duke of Fort Swallow's son.
Dennise was also watching the other party.
Under the scrutiny of them both, the Duke of Fort Swallow's son finally snapped back to reality, quickly suppressing the wild ecstasy on his face, and then, once again became angry.
"How dare you refuse to marry my sister!"
The other party roared.
As the roar subsided, involuntarily, he added in a quieter tone: