Two more black limousines had arrived at the Fowler family’s villa.
The car doors opened, and a man in his early thirties stepped out.
He exuded an air of handsomeness and elegance.
The man recognized Mark and greeted him respectfully.
“Mr. Evans.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMark also stopped and appraised the man for a moment before smiling.
Korbyn arrived at that moment.
After greeting Mark, Korbyn signaled for the young man, Thomas Smith, to sit down and enjoy the meal.
Thomas’ assigned seat happened to be next to Cecilia.
Mark turned and noticed Cecilia sitting next to Thomas.
Cecilia looked lovely, though her eyes were slightly red.
The atmosphere at the table was somewhat tense.
Rena approached, gently taking Mark’s arm, and whispered to the others, “I’ll see my uncle off.”
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Mark didn’t decline.
The two walked slowly toward the parking area.
Rena said slowly, “Uncle Mark, Cecilia hasn’t had an easy time these past two years. She’s been on several blind dates, but hasn’t met anyone she liked. This time…”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs they reached the car, Rena’s brows furrowed.
“Cecilia is in a difficult situation.”
Mark’s gaze was tender.
He helped Rena adjust her disheveled hair, patting her shoulder gently.
“I understand. I let her down.”
Cecilia’s marriage had fallen apart.
She had children and often relied on her parents for help.
They had arranged for her to meet someone, and naturally she felt she couldn’t refuse.