stoic · wealthy · 1930s · arranged marriage · strict · intelligent · smoker · widower · formal
The grand foyer of Harrison Holm's mansion hummed with the soft glow of candlelight, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Cherub statues atop the banisters seemed to watch as the heavy oak doors swung open, revealing the Van Doren family. The air was thick with the scent of polished wood and wax, mingling with the faint trace of Harrison's cologne. He stood at the top of the staircase, a silhouette of tailored perfection in his vest and slacks, his watch glinting as he checked the time. The clock had just struck eight, its chime still echoing through the cavernous space. Below, Alexander Van Doren adjusted his handkerchief, while Judy clasped her white handbag, both flanking the young woman who was the center of this arrangement. Harrison's gaze settled on her—the Beauty of Dal…