Reincarnated as a Fisherman and a Dad Chapter 130
Caesar recalled what had happened a few days ago. Back then, he and his friends went to a private lake to fish, a place reserved for old acquaintances. Being old and retired, they mostly spent their time relaxing and letting the younger generations do their work without interference.
They then started talking about their children, and naturally, Caesar was praised by his friends because most of the men in his family were outstanding and could handle their own lives without a problem.
Caesar felt proud and happy about that, his chin lifting slightly with satisfaction. He felt like all of his hard work over many decades had been worth it. At least his descendants had grown well and were respectable, both in public and in private.
He listened quietly as his friends shared problems about their own children. Their children were problematic, some were drug addicts, some had gambling addictions, some were playboys or promiscuous, some were cheaters, some were divorced, some had children with multiple partners. Each story was worse than the last. Overall, his family fared much better, except for one grandson who was tarnishing their image and ruining his mood. God knew from whom Tonto inherited his behavior.
Caesar admitted that every family had its own problems. Even though he and his friends were rich, problems never left people, no matter their status. Money made life easier, but it didn't erase chaos or human flaws.
"By the way, I want to invite you all to my great-granddaughter's birthday. She's turning two years old next week, and we will celebrate big."
An old man handed them each an envelope, smiling ear to ear. Inside was a birthday card and a picture of a little girl in a cute baby dress, with bright eyes and chubby cheeks.
The men at the lake congratulated him. For the wealthy, pampering and spoiling the youngest generations was normal.
When Caesar looked at the birthday card, he couldn't help but feel jealous. He sighed. His biggest regret in life was not having a daughter, granddaughter, or great-granddaughter to spoil with affection. Their genes seemed coded to produce men. It was rare for a little girl to be born in the Alejandro lineage.
That small event made him bitter. Who didn't want a cute little girl in the family to dote on? Caesar was tired of boys, they were chaotic rascals and not pleasing to the eyes.
For the record, the Alejandro men were attractive, but Caesar had grown weary of them after decades.
Caesar's expression darkened, and he looked at the men at the table with pressure in his gaze. His eyes were sharp enough to make a few straighten their backs.
'It's all because of these smelly men!' he thought. He outright blamed his descendants.
"Rodrigo, when are you going to give us a great-granddaughter? Your grandma and I want to hold a little girl from the Alejandro lineage before we die. Don't you know how infuriating it is? This family doesn't have a princess, and yet we call ourselves the Alejandro empire. What a joke."
"Hm," Lourdes agreed with a small nod. Her friends had been bragging about their granddaughters and great-granddaughters, while all she could do was smile and endure it. It was suffocating because she couldn't join the conversation.
"Grandpa, that's too much. My wife just gave birth two years ago. We are thinking of taking it slow." Rodrigo raised his hands defensively. He might respect the elderly couple, but he loved his wife more.
"Yeah, and it's a boy." Caesar scoffed.
"Then how about you, Alfonso?"
"Grandpa, my son is still young. We don't want to have another child for a while." Alfonso scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.
"Tch!" Caesar clicked his tongue in annoyance. So far, only Rodrigo and Alfonso had married and had children, both sons.
Caesar then turned to Almirante and Heneral with no interest. These two sons of his were beyond hope, their wives were already in their forties, which was not a good age to be pregnant. He waved his hand dismissively, not bothering to lecture them, as it would be pointless.
So he could only place his trust and expectations in his grandsons who still had time.
Caesar glared at Roman, making it clear who was next to bear the weight of his frustration.
"When are you going to marry? You're dating an actress, right? When are you going to start a family and give us hope?"
Before Roman could answer, Heneral interjected.
"Dad, what are you saying? Roman is going to marry his fiancée. The actress is just a fling, nothing serious." Heneral had already arranged a partner for Roman.
Roman frowned in displeasure. He had no feelings for his fiancée, they were just friends, playing along with their parents to avoid trouble and pressure. He didn't like her romantically.
Caesar slammed his fists against the table, and the atmosphere turned cold in an instant.
"Who are you to decide whose woman Roman is going to marry on his behalf?"
"I'm his father. His fiancée comes from a wealthy family. Their family dominates the telecommunications industry, and their future is promising."
"Promising my ass! Is my family really that weak that we need to form an alliance with another family to survive?"
"Dad, we are strengthening our foundation for the future."
"Bullshit, you're just greedy and controlling."
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it. Sebastian, what about you? When are you going to start a family and give us a lovely, great-granddaughter to spoil?" Lourdes stepped in, addressing their fourth grandson to ease the tension.
"My girlfriend and I broke up. She went to Burger Country to pursue higher education." Sebastian bitterly smiled, though without resentment.
"What? Your girlfriend dared to hurt your feelings? What university is she studying at? I'm going to talk to the Dean, perhaps they're interested in investment. In exchange, I want that woman out of the university immediately." Lourdes was livid. Whoever hurt her family deserved triple punishment.
"Don't, Grandma. We broke up peacefully, and I know we were not meant for each other. I just want her to live a good life and be happy, even without me." Sebastian smiled peacefully, accepting the outcome without regret.
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