Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3391

The spectacular scene unfolding under the bright sunlight left the guests and residents of J City breathless.

For Sylvia Jarvis, the love of her life—the man she had waited for—was finally here.

Sylvia stood on the balcony of the Quintin family estate, watching the helicopters approach from the distance. They cut across the sky, bursting through the clouds like rays of morning dawn.

Her eyes sparkled, her radiant complexion glowing. Even before she could clearly see him, her heart was already filled with his presence.

The entire city was watching. Following the Lamont family's grand event, this was another wedding of the century. The previous one had been held in C City; now, it was J City's turn to witness the awe-inspiring influence of the Jarvis family.

The helicopter touched down, and Gabriel Carnes stepped out. He wore a crisp, tailored black suit that highlighted his striking, commanding presence. The morning light was sharp, the autumn wind fierce, but neither could rival his quiet, predatory grace.

A security detail of men in sharp dark suits flanked him. Their movements were precise, radiating an imposing aura as they escorted him toward the Quintin estate.

A custom carpet, intricately embroidered with golden motifs of eternal love, led all the way to the front doors.

The Quintin residence was thrown wide open, packed with esteemed guests. Though these were some of the most wealthy and influential people in the country, they still craned their necks eagerly, desperate to catch a glimpse of the Jarvis family's heir.

Gabriel was escorted straight to Sylvia's room. Their eyes met. Sylvia offered a breathtaking smile. "You made it."

I've been waiting for you.

Gabriel's gaze softened with absolute adoration. He handed her the bridal bouquet and pulled her into a deep embrace as the room erupted in awestruck murmurs.

"I'm here."

Guests parted ways for them as Gabriel led Sylvia to Old Mr. Quintin and Georgia Quintin to offer tea.

Sylvia gathered her skirts and stepped forward gracefully, bowing her head as she presented the cup with both hands. "Grandpa, your tea."

Tears welled in Old Mr. Quintin's eyes. He nodded rapidly, a joyous smile breaking across his face. "Yes, yes!"

Next, Sylvia took another cup from Gabriel and offered it to Georgia. "Mom."

A tear slipped down Georgia's cheek. She wiped it away quickly and took the cup.

Gabriel stood at her side, bowing respectfully to honor them both.