(Inside the Dean's Office)
"You saw the match, didn't you, Sandra?" The voice of an older man echoed through the room as Lysandra lifted her head from the papers she was reading.
She leaned back in her chair and smiled. "Well, I'm not as idle as you are, but yes, I did see the match."
The old man took another sip of his tea and set the cup down.
He was dressed in noble attire, his black and grey hair slicked back, and his green eyes sharp with amusement.
After a pause, he suddenly burst into laughter. "As his father-in-law, I'm proud."
Lysandra scoffed. "You mean his first father-in-law."
Reynold shook his head. "Don't you know?" he replied without hesitation. "All his wives are either fatherless or orphans—except for my Amelia." He added, "Besides, that brat went out of his way to win over Janet and me."
Lysandra tapped her pen lightly on the desk. "Well, I won't lie. The chances of Kim Ha-joon leading this generation are slim."
