Sofia squeezed her mother's waist, bewildered by her words. However, her mother paid no attention.
Cassius smiled and replied, "Well, there's nothing I can do if you're unwilling."
Sofia continued to pinch her mother's waist, and in panic, Marchioness Winslow corrected her statement.
"However, since my daughter is growing up and still unmarried, let her decide her own future. If she agrees, I, as her mother, will also be happy, Your Grace."
Cassius snorted as he looked at the two women staring at him greedily as if they had found a treasure.
'Disgusting insects,' Cassius thought with a sense of disgust.
Then, the parlor door opened, and Marquess Winslow entered breathlessly.
It was evident that his plump body was out of breath from running.
'I hope I'm not too late. I hope these two foolish women haven't said nonsense.'
He approached Cassius and bowed to him.