“President Snyder and Brother Keagan still keep such a close bond.”

“Of course, when she chased Brother Keagan back then, President Snyderused ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gold roses to build a rose manor.”

“Seven years of marriage and still getting paired tattoos, President Snyder’s devotion truly hasn’t shifted.”

“Right. What did you choose for matching marks?”

Before any words dropped, every person’s eyes settled on my loosened neckline.

The laugh cut off at once.

Their mouths stayed curved, but their looks had already frozen.

The entire room fell silent in a way that felt chilling.

Only Fritz let out a faint laugh.

Rosalie creased her brows, without thinking, tugging Fritz farther behind her.

“Fritz, say sorry.”

He lifted one corner of his lips, grudgingly throwing out, “Sorry, alright?”

He shot a look my way, quickly rolled his eyes, muttering low, “Only joking, why take it this hard?”

“Old guys bring such hassle.”

Rosalie tapped his shoulder softly, and when her eyes shifted toward me, they carried coaxing.

“Fritz already sees his mistake. Don’t waste energy arguing against a kid.”

“He’s just twenty, simple inside, he speaks whatever comes up.”