“Can I ask you something, Franklin?” Jacob asked.

“Yes, Mr. Jacob,” Franklin replied.

Jacob leaned in slightly. “Franklin, don’t you like Aaron?”

Franklin frowned. “What do you mean by that, Mr. Jacob?”

Jacob held his gaze. “If Aaron isn’t your brother, then what’s the issue with your daughter liking him?”

Franklin looked at Tati. She met his eyes but said nothing.

“Don’t take it the wrong way,” Jacob said with a soft smile. “I’m just sharing what’s on my ...