Chapter 93

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a young man pushing a wheelchair slowly made his way in.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a man in a sleek black suit. His face was handsome, and he had an aristocratic air about him. Allison, who was munching on some food at the buffet, did a double–take. Was this the guy she saw at the Red Jack Club the other day?

He was with Lucian, wasn’t he? His name was Aidan Crane, if she remembered right.

Her eyes darted from Aidan to Lucian, who had returned to Carter’s side.

Once Aidan entered the hall, his assistant, Parker, handed hirn a cane and helped him stand up. They then started to make their way towards Carter.

Despite his disability, Aidan stood tall and dignified. His good looks and charisma were enough to make anyone forget about his limp.

When he got to Carter, he said in a low voice, “Sorry, Grandpa, I got caught in traffic.”

in his eyes, “It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re

at Parker, who immediately handed over a fancy wooden box. Aidan’s voice then rang out, “Grandpa, it’s

to Lucian, was fuming. Yet

just appeared out of nowhere? Was he trying to piss

was just a normal landscape painting, not even a famous one, which made Penelope breathe a sigh of relief.

the moment Carter saw the painting, his face changed dramatically. His normally stern face turned wistful.

to touch the painting but was afraid of dirtying it. His caution was as if the painting was a priceless

with tears as if remembering a dear friend,

was a surprise to everyone, who looked confusedly at the signature “Sophia

took the painting from him, sighing almost imperceptibly, “Dad, let

was, but she knew it all too

wife, was the eldest daughter of the Crane family.

due to health issues.

years after marrying Carter, they adopted a child, Taylor Lindberg. Even without a

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