Before evening, the news had spread throughout our social circle.

The marriage between the Lindell and Koster families was likely off.


Gabriel's renunciation of our engagement was already widely known.

Today, the Lindell family's precious daughter had publicly broken the engagement at her own birthday party.

They say Gabriel's expression was quite a sight.


The Koster family patriarch grabbed a teapot and smashed it over his head, drawing blood.

"Nonsense!"


I stood nearby, splashed with water.

"Who told you to make a scene out there?!"

My father was furious: "Break the engagement? This was arranged by your grandfather and the Koster family long ago. You think you can just announce it's over in front of everyone?"

I stood straight, not even blinking.

"We're currently working with the Kosters. If the engagement ends, what about our joint projects?"

"Go apologize to the Koster family right now. Say it was a momentary impulse, that you spoke without thinking..."

"No," I said firmly.

"No? What do you mean, no?"

"I'm breaking the engagement," I said decisively.

"You..." My father pointed at me. "You've lost your mind!"

He slammed the door as he left.