Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1306

He was just like Elysia—not really interested in the world of art or high fashion.

Most days, he dressed however he liked, mixing and matching whatever felt good. His sense of style had nothing to do with trends or designer labels; it was all about comfort and his own preferences.

Anything he did know about the art and fashion scene came from Keaton Huber.

Keaton wasn’t a celebrity or a supermodel, but he loved hanging out at movie premieres and chasing after models. He was a total gossip and always kept him up to date on who was dating who, or which designer was feuding with which magazine editor.

The third son becoming the protégé of a legend? That was a big deal. But…

Quincy probably had his own reasons for making it all official, didn’t he?

Emmett had spent five years living up in the mountains, training under Quincy, who never once made it official or asked for any public recognition.

But now, out of the blue, Quincy handed Emmett the honorary pin and made a whole ceremony out of it. It was pretty clear—Quincy wanted things out in the open.

Why the sudden urge for recognition?

He had a hunch it was all about Emmett’s grandfather.

Quincy and Emmett’s biological grandfather were both giants in the art and fashion world, but their approach and philosophy couldn’t have been more different.

Quincy leaned toward pure art, while Emmett’s grandpa was all about high fashion.

There’s a real difference between the two: art is about self-expression and creativity, while fashion is about market trends and what the crowd wants.

Quincy was a diehard fan of the classic Zhinora style—his work took the old-school Zhinora aesthetic to a whole new level.

Emmett’s grandpa, meanwhile, had spent years studying abroad and brought back a wild, eclectic vibe to his designs, making them a hit on the international scene.

Naturally, the two sides didn’t see eye to eye, which pretty much split the whole industry into two major camps.

One camp was led by the Artistry Alliance, while the other followed Emmett’s grandfather.

Fans from both camps were always at each other’s throats online, hyping up their own favorites and tearing down the competition.

To put it simply, neither side had any respect for the other.

If Keaton ever found out about Emmett’s new status, he’d probably latch onto him like a barnacle, no shame at all!

And Winona? She’d probably treat Emmett better than her own sugar daddy, given how easily Emmett could launch her career in Hollywood!

Tarquin mulled this over, glancing again at Elysia. No matter how impressive the kids were, they were all her children.

She was the real powerhouse behind it all!

Their eldest had trained under Gerald Morgan and, at a young age, had already made the Forbes list.

The second son had learned from the legendary “Iron Fist” and the old masters, plus had that mysterious, scar-faced mentor—no wonder he was ranked second in the next-gen martial arts scene. Who’d dare claim first place?

The third son—mentored by both Old Mr. White and Quincy—stood at the top of the industry.

And then there was Elijah, the youngest, who had trained with the Patel family and was now making a name for himself in the hacking world, learning from the very best and carving out his own legacy.

No doubt about it—the future was theirs.