The butler informed them that breakfast was ready, and everyone headed to the dining table. Aeldric sat at the head chair. Mallory sat to his left, with Collin and his wife next to her.
On the other side, Justin was about to sit on Aeldric’s right. Knowing Meira would be too nervous to sit next to Aeldric, Justin decided to take that seat instead. Before sitting down, he pulled out the chair beside him.
Grace thought it was meant for her and was about to step forward when Justin said, "Meira, have a seat."
Meira sat in the chair he pulled out, and Justin took his own seat—completely ignoring Grace.
Grace felt utterly humiliated, but kept her composure and sat in the chair next to Meira.
Justin focused on Meira, serving her a few things. Somehow, he could guess what she liked—or maybe she simply wasn’t a picky eater.
Grace was displeased to see Meira sitting between her and Justin—and even more annoyed that he was paying such close attention to her, treating her like someone important, while he didn’t even spare a glance for the woman he was supposed to marry in a few days.
It’s alright. Once we’re married, I’ll take charge. And the first thing I’ll do is send this girl far away, Grace thought bitterly.
Aeldric began, "So this Sunday would be better for the wedding. It will be held here at the Riverdale estate, with only the most important guests invited. What do you think, Collin?"
"That seems like a great idea. The Riverdale estate is the most beautiful place for a wedding," Collin replied. "Everyone still remembers Mallory’s wedding back then."
Aeldric smiled. "True," he said, then looked at Justin. "What do you think, Aiden?"
"Do as you wish," Justin replied, as if it wasn’t his wedding they were planning, but someone else’s.
"Grace, do you have anything to say?" Aeldric asked.
"Of course not, Mr. Riverdale. If Aiden is fine with the arrangement, then I have no objections either," Grace replied with a practiced smile.
Justin’s indifference, she thought, was simply his way of showing acceptance.
"Today we’ll start all the preparations, and it will be done by tomorrow," Aeldric added. "The invitations will be sent out by tomorrow evening."
"Mr. Riverdale, even if you send the invitations at the last moment, everyone will rush back here—even if it means leaving important matters behind," Collin chuckled. "Who would dare ignore an invitation from you?"
"True," the old man replied, clearly delighted.
Meanwhile, Justin’s focus remained on his meal—and then on Meira.
Once she was finished, Justin asked, "Are you done?"
She nodded.
"Alright. You can go back to your room. I’m leaving for work," he informed her.
She looked at him, as if wanting to ask something. Justin understood and added, "I’ll be back in the evening. I’ll send something for you with Noah. Make sure to use it."
She nodded like an obedient girl and quietly returned to her room.
Once she was gone, Justin stood up to leave as well.
"You should spend some time with Grace—after all, you’re going to marry her," Aeldric said.
"We agreed on the marriage, not on what I should or shouldn’t do," Justin replied and walked away.
Collin and his wife were a little taken aback, but Grace quickly stood up. "I’ll go see him off," she said, hurrying after Justin.
"I’m sure once they’re married, Aiden will have more time for Grace," Aeldric said with a chuckle. "Young blood—always focused on work."
The Hartz couple smiled in agreement.
"I know my daughter will melt his heart once they are together," Grace’s mother said. "She’s patient and understanding."
The others agreed and quickly brushed aside how Justin had behaved.
"Aiden," Grace called out as she caught up with him, but Justin didn’t slow his pace, nor did he respond.
Just as he was about to get into the car, she hurried forward and blocked his path to the door.
That woman is simply asking to die, the driver thought, shaking his head as he drove away.
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