Bianca’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Seth went to pick up my parents.”
Jude and Healy exchanged surprised glances.
They’d known Seth for years, yet had never seen him go out of his way for anyone like this—not even close. He was actually picking up her parents himself.
He must really care about Bianca if he was willing to go to such lengths.
“Is Director Lowell coming today too?”
Bianca nodded. “Yes. My dad’s always supported my career. There’s no way he’d miss an event this important.”
“Honestly, if I attended half as many things as you do, my dad would probably be waiting at the front door to greet guests himself.”
Jude laughed at his own joke, then added, “Seth’s setting the bar high for future sons-in-law. I doubt Mr. Harcourt ever got that kind of treatment, right? Oh, is Mr. Harcourt coming?”
He didn’t really think before asking that last question; it just slipped out.
But the words hit a sore spot for Bianca.
No one wanted Wade’s support at her big moment more than she did. If he showed up, it would mean he finally recognized her—and maybe, just maybe, her engagement to Seth could move forward sooner.
But Seth hadn’t mentioned it, and she didn’t want to bring it up herself.
It just made her feel she hadn’t climbed high enough yet—not enough to catch Wade’s attention.
So she pushed herself harder, determined that one day, Wade would finally see her worth.
Still, since Jude had asked, Bianca felt she needed to save face.
She replied, “Mr. Harcourt’s been retired for years. He’s made it clear he won’t attend public events like this anymore, so I didn’t want to bother him.”
Jude accepted this explanation without question. “Makes sense. I think the only time we see Mr. Harcourt these days is when we stop by at Christmas.”
Healy suddenly chimed in, “Who says? Didn’t we just see him at The Eastern Gardens last time?”
As soon as he mentioned it, the three of them fell silent.
They had seen Wade there—but only because someone else had brought him. And that someone was Noreen, the very person Bianca didn’t want to talk about.
The mood grew awkward.

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