Maria answered honestly.

Gregory hadn't expected that answer. After his shock wore off, he shook his head in disappointment and said, “Decidedly, none of my dozen grandsons end up being Lucky."

Grover's mouth dropped open at this. How could this man have a dozen grandsons?

“Mr. Gregory, I'll have to take my Leave now. I still have the auction to attend."

“Sure, sure. Go on."