Vicky noticed the shift in Seymour’s expression and instinctively tightened her grip around his arm.
Juliet, meanwhile, didn’t linger on the couple. She strolled into the foyer, her gaze fixed ahead.
She had barely taken a few steps when Cynthia called out to her.
“Juliet.”
Juliet turned toward the voice and spotted Cynthia holding hands with Dominic. A flicker of satisfaction flashed in Juliet’s eyes.
The businesswoman beside Juliet leaned in and asked quietly, “Is that…?”
Juliet smiled. “My younger sister.”
The woman nodded thoughtfully, already calculating behind her polite expression.
Juliet acted as if she hadn’t noticed. She spoke in a gentle tone, “I’ll go over for a bit, Ms. Wanda. We’ll catch up soon.”
Ms. Wanda simply nodded, watching Juliet walk away, lost in her own thoughts.
The engagement ceremony was about to begin. Dominic found a seat off to the side.
Cynthia watched her sister approach, relief washing over her. She schooled her face into calm as Juliet reached her, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind Cynthia’s ear.
“You look lovely,” Juliet said with a soft smile.
Cynthia beamed at the praise, replying, “Not as beautiful as you, Juliet.”
Juliet chuckled. “The engagement party’s starting soon. Let’s sit and talk.”
Cynthia nodded and chose an empty table. She tugged Dominic’s sleeve, signaling for him to join them.
She kept a tight hold on his arm until he took the seat beside her, finally relaxing a little. After all, Juliet had made it clear last night—she was to stick close to Dominic, and she wasn’t about to let him drift off to another table.
Even at eighty, Mr. Raynes appeared robust, his voice resonant and full of energy.
After offering his heartfelt blessings to Seymour and Vicky, applause broke out across the room.
But Mr. Raynes didn’t step down just yet. He held onto the microphone and continued, “Since we have all our friends gathered here today, the Raynes family has another happy announcement. My son, Samuel Raynes, has just welcomed a new daughter.”
A ripple of curiosity swept through the guests, their gazes shifting to Mrs. Raynes’ midsection.
But… at her age? Was that even possible?
Mrs. Raynes clenched her jaw, maintaining her composure in front of the crowd. She leaned toward a nearby staff member and murmured, “Go and bring Miss Tremaine here, quickly.”
With a nod, the staff member hurried off to fetch Juliet.
When the Raynes’ staff reached her, Juliet rose gracefully from her seat, a faint smile on her lips. All eyes followed as she walked toward the Raynes family.
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