Mr. Anderson knew that Sara wasn't just another woman to his son, she something more, because he had heard from the maids that he had let Sara stay in his house.

He also heard that he gave her a modeling contract, taking care of all her assignments, and also visiting her on the shoots.

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Mr. Anderson had kept quiet while Blake was doing all these, thinking she was just another model he was keen on, but when Blake had all the reporters at the movie theatre fired then this alerted him of Blake's intentions.

"Are you serious about her son?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"I…," Blake was not sure what answer to give his father. On one side, he wanted to say yes because he started to have feelings for her, but then again, he was not sure if he wanted to marry her. He didn't really have any plans of settling down in the future.

"Blake I hope you remember what I taught you, the only person that you should be concerned about is the one you are going to marry, nobody else matters," Mr. Anderson said.

"Yes dad, I do like Sara, but I am still not sure… it's a big decision," Blake said honestly.

Mr. Anderson was quietly pondering, "I will give you a month from today. Decide what you want. If you love her, then stop wasting time and marry her, if you are not sure that she is the woman you want to spend your life with, then end things quickly. It will be good for both of you to stop dragging it out," Mr. Anderson said.

Their family was very rich, so they didn't need to marry for money, they were not required to have arranged marriages, so the children could marry for love and live the life they choose.

Mr. Anderson has a good relationship with his wife and loves her dearly. His daughter Nina has married the love of her life, Ian, who is a good businessman and a very caring husband and they could not find anybody else like him.

"Yes dad, I will always keep this in mind ", Blake said, thinking that it would be good to sort out his feelings and get to a decision. Once he was sure of his feelings, he would court her and not give her any choice to back out. It is known that once these Aristocratic heirs set their minds on something, no one can change their decision.

Right now, the only woman Blake was attracted to is Sara. She caught his eye at the wedding, and ever since then, he hasn't been able to keep his eyes and hands off of her. He had this intense desire to touch her, so he asked her to dance.

He had never kissed anyone before or even had the inkling to try to do it with other women, but with Sara in his arms, he did not know what came over him, it was like he was possessed.

It was his first kiss, and he wondered if it was Sara's as well.

When he was about to apologize for what he had done, Sara had already slapped him, and because his ego got hurt, he vowed to teach her a lesson.

He was thinking that if everything went well that night, he would have courted her instead of binding her to him via a contract. It would have been different if she wasn't so feisty.

"Honey where are you…," a sing-song voice came from outside the study.

Mr. Anderson's face softened when he heard his wife's voice. Her voice was music to his ears.

"Your mother has been waiting for you, let's go and have breakfast.," Mr. Anderson said.

Blake nodded and followed his father, and as soon as his mother saw him, a big smile appeared on her face.

"Blakey, it's been so long since you came home," his mom came and pinched his cheeks.

"Mom, please stop calling me that. I am 30 years old now, I've outgrown that name," Blake pouted.

She still treated him like a 10-year-old kid, calling him by the nickname she gave him "Blakey " and she loved pinching his cheeks because he was a chubby baby.

"If you are so old, then why aren't you getting married yet? Look at Tristan, he married such a very nice and pretty girl. Mom wants a daughter-in-law," she grumbled.

Blake sighed, she was asking for a daughter-in-law like it was something available in the market that he could go and get right now.

"Mom, you look so pretty today, is this a new dress?" She was wearing a flowy peach dress that accentuated her skin. Blake complimented his mom to divert her attention. His mother still looked like she was in her late 30's. She was beauty conscious, and she groomed herself all the time.

His parents had a traditional arranged marriage. Their parents were very good friends in college and had agreed that since they were friends they should just have their kids marry.

His father was abroad for a while and was asked to come home to meet his mother, and since he had no girlfriend, he had agreed. His mother was younger than his dad, at first, she was apprehensive, thinking that he might be too old for her, but when they met, his mother was instantly attracted.

After getting married, his father had decided to take care of his wife and take full responsibility, but he had no clue how to be romantic.

Being young she became vocal about her feelings, so she started acting cute to demand his attention. He had agreed to all his wife's requests, which made for a happy relationship.

"Blake I know you are trying to change the topic," Mrs. Anderson narrowed her eyes.

Blake coughed and looked at her.

"Honey, tell me how I look. This is the new dress I bought last week," Mrs. Anderson pouted.

"You are beautiful as always," Mr. Anderson said, praising her. He liked how his wife always stuck to him and depended on him like a small girl.

"Honey, you are the best," Mrs. Anderson went to her husband and kissed his lips.

"Moooom… can you please not do that, I am still here," Blake whined, closing his eyes. His parents were very affectionate with each other, so Blake and his sister were witnesses to their display of affection.

Most of the time it was his mom that initiates it, she would always act like a schoolgirl in front of his father.

"What? You should get yourself a wife so could kiss someone too," Mrs. Anderson put her hand on her husband's arm.

Blake let out a sigh. His parents are so shameless.

"Right honey?" Mrs. Anderson looked at her husband and asked cutely.

"My wife is always is always right," Mr. Anderson said softly, looking at his wife lovingly. Mrs. Anderson rubbed his shoulder to show her appreciation.

Blake rolled his eyes. Thank god Nina was not here, otherwise, he won't be able to have breakfast.

"Did Nina call you?" Blake asked them while having breakfast.

"Yes, she is handling a few projects with Ian. Next month she'll probably be here so you should see her," Mr. Anderson said. Blake nodded, it has been a while since he had seen his sister.

After getting married, she accompanied her husband around the globe to take care of business. Ian, her husband was very much in love, he never let her out of his sight, he could not bear to part from her. He didn't understand how his sister fell in love with a man like Ian, he seemed like someone who was not capable of loving another person.

"Honey... I'm hungry!" Mrs. Anderson whined.

"What do you want to eat?" Mr. Anderson asked patiently, she had his full attention.

"Sausages and eggs, I want you to cook it for me, please," she pleaded.

"I will cook it for you tomorrow, here, eat this," Mr. Anderson said, feeding her something else.

Mr. Anderson cooked only for his wife. There were Michellin star chefs in their house that prepared their food. His mother was not used to doing any kind of work, she was pampered at her parent's house, and now in their home, a maid was assigned to every task she wanted to do, so she did not learn to do any chores.

Mr. Anderson was such a strict businessman, and people feared to even talk to him, but at home, he was a slave to his wife. He would do whatever his wife asked him to do, one time, they went to Disneyland, and his mom wanted them all to have matching outfits, so that's what he did. He looked funny, but he did not care.

Blake pretended that he did not see anything and continued to eat. Looking at his parents usually gave him indigestion.

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