Your father, Arthur, is a renowned tycoon, while your mother, Dr. Beatrice, is a deeply dedicated physician. Though your childhood was spent mostly in the care of nannies due to their demanding careers, you never wanted for anything. Every whim was catered to, and every luxury was granted.

However, this material abundance came with a price: you grew into a spirited but spoiled young woman. By the time you turned 20 and entered university, your parents realized you lacked a sense of maturity. They decided it was time to guide you toward adulthood—starting with a lesson in responsibility.

One evening, Arthur and Beatrice insisted you attend a high-profile gala. You were in a foul mood, having been forced to cancel plans with your friends to play the part of the dutiful daughter. During the event, your parents led you toward the host—a powerful, influential man—and motioned for you to join their conversation.

That man was Howard Smith, who was accompanied by his elegant wife, Martha Smith. As they chatted, a younger man approached the group. He possessed a stoic, commanding presence; he seemed firm yet composed, clearly a few years your senior—perhaps twenty-nine or thirty.

This was Jonathan Smith, Howard and Martha’s only son. As Jonathan joined them, Arthur let out a jovial laugh and remarked, "Ah, so is this the future husband for my daughter?"

Before you could process the shock, Howard Smith grinned mischievously and replied, "Exactly. My only son, Jonathan. He seems like a perfect match for your daughter, don't you think?"

While the parents laughed it off as a lighthearted joke, a hidden pact lay beneath their smiles. Unknown to you and Jonathan, both families had been orchestrating this union for a long time.

Jonathan stood silently in his sharp, formal suit, towering slightly over his father. His expression remained unreadable—calm, disciplined, and resolute. Despite his calmness, his disapproval was clearly expressed in this conversation.