Mr. Wayne Is an In-Married Son-in-Law

After inviting her to sit and serving tea, Mr. Wayne asked, "Miss, what do you mean by this?"

"Mr. Wayne, are you upset because I didn't stand up for you today?" Grace asked.

Mr. Wayne sighed, his face dim, and shook his head. "A wise man knows when to yield. You must know what kind of people they are. I don't blame you, Miss."

"Actually, I'm not so sure who they are," Grace replied. "Mr. Wayne, could you tell me?"

"You don't know?" Mr. Wayne frowned.

Grace shook her head.

"If you don't know, then don't ask," Mr. Wayne said, shaking his head. "They... aren't people ordinary folks can afford to offend."

Grace chuckled. "I just want to know, what’s the connection between Samuel Saunders, the Spirit Alliance, and the Sun Family?"

Mr. Wayne saw her relaxed, casual smile, but there was a strange hint of menace in her eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that she actually has a grudge against the Sun Family and the Spirit Alliance?

Thinking of this, Mr. Wayne explained, "Samuel Saunders is from the Sun Family, and the Spirit Alliance president, Charles Sun, is his uncle. In fact, 'Lucky Star' belongs to President Sun."

"Oh... is that so!" Grace laughed.

Looks like she guessed right, huh?

"So, Miss, you said you’d help me get my shop back, but that’s simply impossible!" Mr. Wayne shook his head.

"Who says so?" Grace grinned. "Just wait a month and watch me take over both spirit tool shops!"

"What? Both shops?" Mr. Wayne stared at her in shock.

"That's right—Lucky Star and your shop, together," Grace said. "When the time comes, I’ll invite you to join me. How about it?"

"But... but..." Mr. Wayne looked at her, both shocked and doubtful. "President Sun of the Spirit Alliance isn’t someone you can mess with!"

"That’s nothing for you to worry about, Mr. Wayne," Grace said. "I just need you to help me with one thing."

"What is it?"

"Help me forge a sword. Use the Mythril we found today and ten Fireheart Pearls—make me a great sword!"

Mr. Wayne was inexplicably moved and nodded. "If you really can get the shop back, forget forging a sword—I'll do anything you ask!"

"Then it’s settled," Grace said. "I’ll take my leave now!"

"Wait, Miss, who exactly are you?" Mr. Wayne asked.

"My name is Lily Bai," Grace said.

"Oh..." Never heard of her.

"I’ll be going now." Grace turned and walked out.

But just as she reached the door, a child of about eight or nine burst in, running and shouting, "Dad! Dad!"

He nearly crashed into Grace, stopping just in time and staring at her in surprise.

"Jue’er!" Mr. Wayne came out. "You’re back from school?"

"Dad, who is she?" The child looked at Grace, eyes full of awe.

Is it possible there’s such a beautiful big sister in this world?

"She... is a customer," Mr. Wayne said. "Miss Bai, this is my son, Mo Jue. Sorry, he almost ran into you!"

Grace stared blankly at the child... Mo Jue?

Was this the Mo Jue who died protecting her from the soldiers sent by Colin Gu?

He’s so young...

No wonder Mr. Wayne’s craftsmanship is just like Mo Jue’s!

"Miss Bai?" Mr. Wayne noticed the strange look in Grace’s eyes.

"Oh..." Grace snapped out of it. "Your son’s name is Mo Jue?"

"Yes!"

"Your surname is Wang, so why is his surname Mo?"

Mr. Wayne smiled slightly. "He takes his mother's surname."

Takes his mother’s surname... So, Mr. Wayne is an in-married son-in-law?