Uncle Pollock curled his lips. “He just passed the civil service exam, climbed the social ladder, and then abandoned Aitana—left her heartbroken. Three years have passed and she still hasn’t started a new relationship. It was that scumbag who ruined her.”
“Our Aitana is so talented,” Aunt Pollock said firmly. “She’ll marry a good man someday and make that scumbag regret everything. But that good man is definitely not Joaquin. In my eyes, Joaquin isn’t even a good man.”
Aunt Pollock had always been dissatisfied with Joaquin. She had a very close relationship with her eldest sister-in-law, and when the time came, she intended to have a good talk with her sister-in-law so she wouldn’t be fooled by Joaquin’s outward image.
“Joaquin is really good—better than that scumbag,” Uncle Pollock countered.
“But Joaquin’s family background isn’t good,” Aunt Pollock replied. “The Legare family and our Pollock family are worlds apart. They’re not a good match. If Aitana marries Joaquin, our whole family might end up supporting the Legares. Joaquin is the perfect example of a Phoenix man—he rose from nothing but still carries his entire family on his back.”
Uncle Pollock fell silent and sighed. “If our family were a little richer, we could dream of the York family’s young masters. Three of them are still unmarried—except the youngest, who’s probably younger than Aitana. The other two are about her age. The York family is wealthy, yes, but also famous for its good traditions. I’ve heard so much about them, but the gap between our family and theirs is huge.”
In the eyes of ordinary people, the Pollock family was comfortable, even well-off. But compared to the York family’s century-old legacy, they were just ordinary.
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