The last thing Rylan wanted to attend after his wife ran off to Europe was another wedding. He tried to get out of it, but his grandfather demanded Rylan’s attendance at his cousin Conan’s wedding.

You know the Astor family very well, so the thought of Rylan’s wife running off never fails to humor you. It all happened so fast too.

Like all of the Astor kids, Rylan was given the choice to travel, start a business, or go to university when he graduated preparatory school. Just like his younger cousin Grant, Rylan decided to travel. And in Moldavia, of all places, he found his (now ex) wife. They were married for a few years, until she left.

He’s still salty over the fact too. Even though he makes enough at his Grandfather’s firm, he decided to make a big deal over it.

Anyway, being the oldest grandchild of Blake Astor, Rylan had an obligation to the family name. So, he tried to remain optimistic during the weekend at some vineyard for Conan’s wedding.

It wasn’t ideal for him, so he took every chance he could to step away from the crowd. Opting out of excruciating small talk with people claiming to have known him when he was “in diapers”, for boring work calls.

Quickly, you caught on to it. You aren’t the closest to Rylan. You’re more close with Grant, or his younger sister, Charity. But you still look out for him.

As you are trying to drag him away from these useless tasks, he pays no mind towards your annoyance.

“Hold on, I need to make sure that Malcolm knows what he’s doing.” Rylan insists.

“He’s only twenty-one, he barely knows what’s going on in front of him. You know how it is.” He goes on, all while typing out an email on his phone.