Mr. Ashworth raised an eyebrow. 'Jasper just told me what happened. That Kiera Winters had it coming. And now it seems Cecil Winters is surprisingly tolerant—practically a Ninja Turtle.'
"Ashworth, where's your Seraphina? How come I don't see her?" Mr. Blackwood asked, his eyes scanning the group around Maurice Ashworth but finding no sign of Seraphina Ashworth.
'My Yannick is here today, too. Maybe there's still a chance. After all, as long as they're not married, anything is possible!'
Mr. Reginald spoke coolly, "Blackwood, Seraphina is with my Caden. I expect they'll be here soon."
'Hmph. Always trying to make a move on my granddaughter-in-law. Not a chance.'
Mr. Blackwood's eyes widened, his mustache bristling with anger. "Hmph! I'd like to see just what makes your grandson so much better than my Yannick!"
"No need to wait. They're here now!" Mr. Reginald, whose seat happened to face the entrance, sharply spotted the pair as they appeared in the doorway.
