Chapter 561

Meanwhile, at the Grants' mansion, Tyler sat in the study, quietly poring over war strategy books. He gave each and every word on the page his undivided attention.

Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on the door.

"What is it?" Tyler asked without turning his head.

"Mr. Grant, the big day has arrived. We should head out," an elderly voice said from outside the door.

Tyler set the book down and got to his feet. After straightening his clothes, he opened the door and walked out. An aged servant stood outside the door, waiting for him with his head bowed.

"How are the Harmons reacting?" Tyler asked with an indifferent look.

"The Harmons haven't started preparing for the wedding yet. Instead, they're throwing a birthday party," the man replied.

"Birthday party?" Tyler's mouth twitched. "Is that supposed to put pressure on me? How amusing."

"Mr. Grant, should we fetch the bride another day?" the man asked tentatively.

"Since the engagement is today, it can't be changed. We'll