Late at night, after returning ho, Dante, who didn’t have many things to do, approached his father and asked, "How long has Rip been working for the family without asking for anything in return?"
John looked up to et his son’s gaze and asked, "What’s that question about?"
"He’s been living here for as long as I can rember, but he’s still just a cowboy for the family. That should change, don’t you think?"
If this were Dante’s organization, he would have offered nurous rewards or even retirent to soone like Rip. Rip had been a cowboy since he was young, taken in by John when he sought shelter, and that was over twenty years ago.
Raised from a young age, Dante believed that Rip at least deserved an identity.
"Do you have sothing in mind?"
"I’m good at reading people. I can tell Rip is very important to Beth for so obvious reasons. But since I’ve been back, I’ve noticed a loyalty in his eyes towards you that isn’t normal." Dante looked at his father, showing him with his gaze sothing he fully understood.
Lee, who was nearby drinking a beer, stayed silent, also understanding what Dante was trying to say.
Dante, seizing the mont of silence, turned to his brother and asked, "Lee, do you have any objection to giving Rip an identity?"
Lee shook his head and said with a smile, "I have no objection. Rip’s a good guy, but you should listen to Dad. He has his own plans."
But how long would those plans take? Rip was getting old, and John didn’t seem to have any intention of doing sothing that should have been done years ago.
That’s why Dante put aside so trivial matters and murmured while looking at the fireplace, "Lee doesn’t have a problem with it, and I’m sure Beth wouldn’t mind either. The sa goes for Kayce and Jamie. No one would care about this detail, which, in fact, would an a lot to Rip."
Giving Rip an identity ant accepting him as part of the family, a son to unite with them.
"Besides, you don’t need to worry about inheritance rights. It’s just an identity, a place to call ho. It’s either that, or our little sister needs to stop her teenage gas and start finding a family of her own."
John blinks in surprise. He had really misjudged what his children would think about this issue he had neglected for so many years.
Of course, a son-in-law would be better than having him as an adopted son.
Dante, of course, didn’t want another brother either. He just believed Rip deserved this and much more after being part of the family since the day he arrived.
"We’ll leave it to ti and circumstances then." John wasn’t a fool. He knew what his daughter felt for Rip and vice versa, but he understood that giving a real identity to soone who was currently one of his most loyal workers wasn’t a light decision.
Dante, having reminded his father of this, turned to his older brother and asked, "Would you like to take a ride around the county? I’d like to know which places are still interesting; I think soone will be visiting soon."
Lee shook his head, saying he wouldn’t go. Who would take care of his work if he wasted ti with Dante in town?
Dante nodded, turned around, and left.
John, who was left deep in thought, leaned back against the sofa and smiled at Lee, who kept drinking. "Being the youngest, he’s also the most observant. I think he’ll bring out the best in the family. It’s no wonder they say the youngest child has the most opportunities."
Lee wasn’t aware of this saying, but his face also showed that he thought the sa.
John was quite reluctant to give Rip an identity, because that would an Rip could leave the ranch if he wanted to, and right now, the family wasn’t strong enough to let soone so important go.
But with Dante back, it seed the family wouldn’t need anyone else.
...
The next morning, around noon, Dante headed to the barn and peeked inside to see who was there, then greeted Rip, who approached him. "If you’ve got ti, co with to town."
The ranch was located within the city limits of Bozeman, Gallatin County, Montana. This county could be seen as an evolving place for big businesses, and in fact, many people were paying attention to it.
At first, as a state, counties were established under constitutional rules. Nowadays, as more people gathered, counties could grow into fairly large cities with top-notch establishnts.
Additionally, the system here was more complex due to the circumstances. So cities were governed by counties, while others were not.
So, to clarify, the county Dante referred to was the sa place as Bozeman, governed with laws that were questionable compared to other states.
Rip, who heard Dante’s request, nodded without thinking too much and said, "Let’s go!"
The two got into the truck and left the ranch for Bozeman.
On the way, Rip couldn’t help but ask:
"What are you looking for exactly?"
"Well, I hope soone can recomnd places for a date." Dante, knowing that woman was on her way, couldn’t help but smile awkwardly and said, "Let’s just say a dangerous woman who’s in love with is coming to visit, so I could use so new places to take her on a date."
A faint smile appeared on Rip’s face, and he said, "I thought I heard you don’t get involved with won unless it’s for a long-term relationship."
"She’s different; trust ."
"Well, I’ve got a solution for those problems. Let’s quickly find a barbershop to get you a haircut and trim your beard." Rip smiled proudly.
On the way, Dante asked casually, "Do you think there’s any chance you might beco my brother-in-law?"
Rip almost crashed at that question and asked, "Where’s that coming from?"
No one knew better than him how direct Dante was. This attitude often created so uncomfortable monts.
"Well, if you’re not thinking about becoming my father-in-law, you could be another brother." Dante said while checking his phone.
For Old John, it’s easy to assign an identity to soone.
The Dutton family owns Montana and runs the largest ranch in the country. In Montana, the Dutton family is powerful.
He was the one who promoted the governor, the one who promoted the state attorney general; he was the president of the cattle association, and all the ranchers in the big ranching state of Montana would go to him if there were any problems.
The city of Bozeman was slowly built, step by step, by the Dutton family. All the residents of Bozeman knew not to ss with the people from the largest ranch in Montana, not just out of fear but out of respect.
"That’s not my decision." Rip didn’t know how to respond to that question.
Dante, knowing Rip’s character cald down with his family, suggested, "Then you should start thinking about a decision. My father’s still undecided on how to bring you into the family. Of course, being my brother-in-law would be much better."
"Stop joking."
"I’m serious; I don’t think there’s a man who can put up with my sister. You’re the right guy."
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