HIS DAME

Chapter 12

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Clair and Warner are Hermione's parents and will be addressed as-
Ma Clair and Papa Warner in the story...

And Arne Nedvar's mother will be addressed as Mama Arne... Nedvar's father as Edouard...
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An awkward silence enveloped the room. Warner had never anticipated that this visit would culminate in a marriage proposal, especially one from a Mafia family.

Ma Clair's expression shifted as she stared at the visitors in disbelief, understanding that the proposal came not just from a respected family but a powerful Mafia one. No one uttered a word, and Warner exchanged anxious glances with Clair, both unsure how to respond to the unforeseen development.

Although Ma Clair had long wished for Hermione to find a husband, she never envisioned it would be someone from the Wyatts.

Papa Warner cleared his throat, shattering the silence as everyone’s gaze turned to him, eagerly awaiting his reaction.

"I appreciate your honesty, but this is an incredibly tough decision to make," he said carefully, mindful of the Mafia men in the room. "To say I'm not surprised would be a lie," he added, eliciting nods of understanding from Nedvar and his father, Edouard.

As a father himself, Edouard could empathize with Warner's dilemma. This wasn’t Hermione's first marriage proposal; she had received several since turning 20, but Warner and Clair had kept those offers confidential, fiercely protective of their daughter. Alex was the first young man Hermione had ever met for this matter, but she seemed perfectly happy being single.

Ma Clair sat rigidly, unintentionally making eye contact with Nedvar, who offered her a gentle smile that she instinctively returned.

"I understand your position as a mother of a daughter, but if it alleviates your worries, I assure you that my son has truly fallen in love for the first time," Mama Arne said softly, taking a seat next to Ma Clair.

"I think it's essential for Hermione to be part of this decision," Ma Clair declared firmly. At the mention of Hermione, Ethan, who had been absorbed in his game, suddenly perked up, recalling that they had come to bring his mother home.

"Dada! Dada! We should call Mama!" Ethan exclaimed, jumping off the sofa with enthusiasm.

He climbed onto Nedvar's lap, squirming like an eager puppy, gazing up at his father with wide eyes. "Seriously, Dada? You have a kid, and you think you can just ask for my sister's hand in marriage?" Carlo’s loud, angry voice echoed throughout the living room. The outburst startled Ethan, causing him to flinch, while Nedvar instinctively pulled him closer, shooting a fierce glare at Carlo that made him swallow nervously.

"Didn’t I tell you to stay in your room? Why do you challenge me alongside your sister?" Papa Warner scolded sternly, but Carlo merely glared back, showing no remorse.

Ignoring his father's words, Carlo maintained his unwavering gaze on Nedvar. "Sofia, could you take Ethan to your room, please?" Nedvar requested, noticing Sofia's sympathetic expression directed at Ethan.

Carlo turned around, but Sofia shot him a look that silently urged him to be quiet.

Sofia walked past Carlo, disregarding him completely. She smiled at Ethan. "Go with Sofia, we will meet Mama soon," Nedvar's soft-calm yet firm voice made Carlo’s surprise evident. "Eth, let’s go play in my room! I have lots of toys!" Sofia added to persuade him.