Grace was looking right at him. "Sylvia is here."

Gabriel's eyes deepened. He gave a slight nod to show he understood.

Old Mr. Jarvis seemed much more pleased by the news. "Sylvia is here too?" Grace was a little surprised. "Mr. Jarvis, you know Sylvia as well?"

"Of course, I do. Our connection is anything but ordinary," Old Mr. Jarvis said, glancing meaningfully at Gabriel before adding with a cheerful smile, "Where is she?"

"She's probably already in the hall by now," Grace replied with a smile. “If I'd known you knew each other, I would have brought her over with me."

"No matter. As long as she's here, we'll see her sooner or later," Old Mr. Jarvis said with a warm smile.

Evelyn, standing next to Old Mr. Quintin, felt a deep sense of unease as she watched their reactions to Sylvia's name. She hadn't expected Grace to know Sylvia.

From the way they spoke, their relationship seemed very close.

Both Old Mr. Jarvis and Gabriel clearly favored Sylvia, and now even her own mother seemed warmer to an outsider than to her own daughter.

How could she possibly feel comfortable with that?

Grace checked the time. "Mr. Jarvis, you should head to the hall now. I won't delay you any longer. I'm going to find Sylvia."

Old Mr. Quintin grew anxious. Understanding his friend's concern, Old Mr. Jarvis said to Grace, “Don't rush off after the ceremony. We haven't seen each other in so many years; we should have a good chat."

Grace smiled and agreed. "I'll come find you for a chat after the wedding."

"Excellent," Old Mr. Jarvis nodded kindly.

This seemed to reassure Old Mr. Quintin. "You have my number. Call me if you can't find me."

Grace acknowledged this, said her goodbyes, and left.

Old Mr. Quintin watched her receding back, his heart a mixture of sorrow and bitterness.

Old Mr. Jarvis softened his voice to comfort kim. "At least you've seen Vivian, haven't you? And she told you herself she'll be returning to City after her classes are done. Isn't that wonderful?"

Old Mr. Quintin sighed. "How did we, father and daughter, become so distant?"

Mr. Carnes added, "It's been many years, and there are still unresolved feelings between you. This is normal. But you are father and.

daughter, connected by blood net

Things will get better with time. Besides, Georgia seemed quite moved to see you just now."

"Really?" Old Mr. Quintin asked, his expression immediately hopeful.

"Yes, we all saw it clearly."

Only then did a look of relief appear on Old Mr. Quintin's face.

Just then, the Lamonts returned to invite Old Mr. Jarvis and Old Mr. Quintin to the wedding hall. They set aside the matter of Grace for the time being and walked toward the ceremony together.

Evelyn walked beside Old Mr. Quintin, asking in a low, uneasy voice, "How does Mother know Sylvia? Do you think Sylvia deliberately got close to her because she knew Mother is from the Quintin family?"

Old Mr. Quintin asked in surprise, "Why would she get close to Vivian?"

Evelyn lowered her voice further. "I feel like Sylvia is always competing with me. At Citadel, she competed with me for Estelle's affection. After mefor we came back, you mentioned strengthening ties with the Jarvis family through marriage, and suddenly sylvia and Gabriel wer together. Now, just when we finally have Mother back, it turns out she knows Sylvia too. With so many things connected, can it really be a coincidence?"

Old Mr. Quintin frowned. "But what would be her motive for doing all that?"

He then tried to comfort Evelyn. "Your mother is your mother. No one can take her away from you. Jarvis was right earlier the bond of blood can never be broken."

Evelyn was about to say more when Old Mr. Jarvis, who was walking ahead, turned back with a faint smile. "What are you two whispering about? The ceremony is about to start!"

Old Mr. Quintin replied, "We know, you go on ahead. We're right behind you."

Evelyn fell silent, staying close to Old Mr. Quintin's side as they were escorted into the hall like honored guests.