With the situation handled, Yvonne turned her attention back to Norton.
He straightened his posture as she approached.
"I just returned to the country yesterday. I'll pay a visit to your family soon," Yvonne said with a slight smile.
Norton nodded. "My mother mentions you often."
"I heard…" Yvonne's smile wavered. "That your brother is getting married?"
"Yes, on the twenty-sixth of this month. My family should have sent you an invitation."
"I saw it."
"Oh."
Yvonne paused. "The bride's name is Penelope?"
Norton quickly put an arm around Penelope. "This is her. This is my sister-in-law."
Only then did Yvonne's gaze fix on Penelope, studying her carefully. "Have we met before?"
Penelope wanted nothing more than to avoid any connection to the Bishop family. "I don't know you, Ms. Bishop, and we've never met."
"Then it must be a coincidence of names," Yvonne said with another smile. "Theodore and I are friends. Congratulations to you both."
"Thank you."
"I must admit, his sudden announcement of marriage was quite a surprise. Ms. Laurier must have some hidden qualities. From what I can see right now, I don't find you particularly special."
"What you think of me doesn't matter in the slightest."
"Theodore doesn't love you."


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