The Cherished Wife

Nancy nodded. "Your grandfather has a good eye." Although she had never met Sebastian in person, she had heard of him many times, especially because he was Charles' mentor and had a profound influence on him. She glanced at Charles, who raised an eyebrow and smiled. He then took the teaware from Noelle, carefully rinsing the pieces.

"Yes, his taste is truly impeccable," he said.

Noelle chuckled. "Why do I feel like you're bragging?"

Charles gave a soft laugh. "Whatever you say goes."

Nancy and Teresa shared a laugh at that.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed outside, approaching the room.

She gave Charles a questioning glance. He stood up calmly, walked to the door, and opened it. Standing tall in the doorway was a man. Though he seemed to have come in a rush, he looked composed without a trace

here, Peter's arrival must have been arranged by them. Giving Noelle a knowing look, Teresa tactfully excused herself and left. Nancy, however, was taken aback-not only by Peter's sudden appearance but also by the fact that it happened here, and

at Charles and Noelle, Nancy quickly realized that they were in on this. It dawned on her that this meeting was likely orchestrated by the

want to meet her? Could

were together she approved of their

that Nancy realized the relationship was not

any particular need to see Peter now. For the past three years, she had not intentionally avoided him, but she believed that since fate had parted the couple, maintaining distance

softly, "Aunt Nancy, Peter would like to talk to you. But if you don't want to see him, we'll ask

the decision rested entirely with Nancy. Moreover, although Peter was known for his ruthless demeanor toward others, he would never