Chapter 334
A Good Match?
Wait.
I remember the Evans and Lawrence families are distantly related.
By that reckoning.
Marcus should call you... Cousin?
Sebastian Evans became a welcome guest at the Lawrence house.
It was all thanks to this distant family connection.
Alexander Laurent's lips curved slightly. "Marcus's classmate.
Naturally, she follows his lead.
Calling you 'Cousin' isn't out of line."
Sebastian's face darkened instantly.
The Evans and Lawrence families were indeed connected.
But the relation was extremely distant.
Alexander deliberately dragged this connection out.
And put it right out in the open.
Sophia Sullivan's eyes sparkled with mischief.
She called out sweetly, "Hello, Cousin~"
She almost burst out laughing.
Sebastian: "..."
Infuriating.
Who wants to be her cousin?
Alexander Laurent—
He'd remember this.
...
Dinner ended.
The cake was wheeled out.
Liam Lawrence patted his son's shoulder. "Marcus.
Happy birthday.
May you be like this cake.
Always maintaining your edges.
Never smoothed by time.
Never spoiled by age."
"Thanks, Dad."
Linda Lawrence stood nearby. "Make a wish, sweetie."
Previous birthdays were never big affairs.
This was the first time.
Family and friends were all here.
Marcus felt a warmth in his heart.
He closed his eyes.
He was silent for a moment.
He didn't clasp his hands.
But his gaze was firm.
He blew out the candles.
Hannah Morse led the applause.
Everyone joined in.
When cutting the cake.
Marcus handed the first piece to Sophia.
She was stunned.
The elders were all here.
Why give it to her first?
Marcus said slowly, "I rarely admire anyone.
But you are an exception."
Fighting in desperate situations.
Surviving through hardships.
Going all out once a goal is set.
Intelligent, strong, calm personality.
She possessed everything he aspired to.
Marcus: "To our three musketeers.
Charging forward fearlessly.
Unstoppable!"
Sophia took the cake.
A surge of emotion warmed her heart. "Yes.
Breaking through thorns and thistles.
Riding the wind and waves."
Hannah smiled, her eyes crinkling. "The Boundless three musketeers.
Hearts aligned, swords pointed forward!"
The three looked at each other.
Full of passion and ambition.
Years later, sitting in his office at the National Academy of Sciences.
Marcus would still smile at this memory.
They were full of dreams back then.
Brimming with lofty aspirations.
Marching forward courageously.
Striving and climbing were the themes of youth.
The most memorable recollections.
Liam and his wife exchanged a glance.
Linda said hesitantly, "Has our son finally noticed girls? It's the first time I've seen him actively cut cake for one."
Liam lowered his voice. "What's the big deal? When I was twenty, I made you a cake with my own hands.
And fed it to you with my mouth..."
"Ugh! Don't talk nonsense here..." Linda pinched his waist, her cheeks flushing.
They were childhood sweethearts from similar backgrounds.
They dated young and now their son was grown.
Their affection remained as sweet as ever.
Liam grinned through the pain. "Our son's growing up, it's normal for him to develop feelings. What young woman doesn't harbor secret dreams? What young man doesn't feel attraction?"
Linda looked Sophia over. "Lovely figure, great posture, excellent气质 (poise)! She took the lead in building the lab. So capable!"
The more she looked, the more pleased she was. "MIT was unfair. She kept her cool in a crisis, came up with a solution, and made it work! Outstanding and visionary. I don't object if our son likes her."
Liam seemed thoughtful.
The Lawrence family was already at its peak.
No need for a political marriage.
If the daughter-in-law were Sophia Sullivan...
It seemed rather good.
Liam's eyes lit up. "I don't object either. I listen to my wife~"
Alexander Laurent and Sebastian Evans stood nearby: "..."
Were they invisible?
Alexander's gaze turned cool.
Sebastian's face was expressionless.
Liam nudged Alexander's shoulder. "Alexander.
Sophia is your student?"
"Yes."
"You seem to get along well?"
"What are you getting at, Liam?"
"Hehe... Just asking. Are Sophia's parents from Kyoto? Do you know them? Can you introduce us sometime? Make friends?"
Alexander: "Don't know. Don't know them."
"I see..." Liam wasn't disappointed. "What do you think of Sophia? Would she and Marcus be a good match? Our son is sunny and handsome. Sophia is smart and beautiful. A perfect pair!"
He was already calculating the number of tables for the wedding banquet.
Alexander: "..."
"Alexander, why so quiet?"
"About what?"
"Whether they're suitable!"
"Oh.
Not suitable."
Liam was taken aback. "Why? They seem perfect to me!"
Alexander remained silent.
Liam turned to Sebastian.
Asking the same question.
Sebastian's gaze traveled through the crowd and landed on Marcus.
Handsomer than his father.
Tall enough.
But too young, lacking experience.
His steadiness was just a facade, not mature enough.
Sophia wasted six years on a failed relationship and a persistent ex-boyfriend.
Why would she be interested in a greenhorn like Marcus?
Someone who could grow with Marcus would have to be his own age.
He thought... that plump girl seemed nice.
Liam pressed: "...Well? A good match?"
Sebastian shook his head. "In my opinion.
He's not worthy."
Liam waved his hand. "Outsiders might think Miss Sullivan comes from an ordinary family.
But go back a few generations, who wasn't a farmer? We live in a harmonious society where everyone is equal. Free love. 'Marrying within one's social class' is a outdated concept! Miss Sullivan is sweet, beautiful, a good student. Professor Watson speaks highly of her. A promising future..."
Sebastian interrupted: "When I said not worthy.
I meant your son is not—" worthy of her!