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He laid out his jacket on the table and told her, “There, much better.”
“You’re really my attentive little angle,” she said as she looked at him. To that, he merely grunted softly. Chuckling,
she requested, “Show me the picture again.”
Logan knew which picture she meant, so he took out his wallet to show her.
They really don’t look alike; nothing at all. Staring at the woman in the picture, she asked, “How many people have
you met in your life who looks like your mom?”
“Before this, I thought that my eldest sister, Lynette, looked like her, but not anymore now. Then, I felt that my
second-eldest sister, Lydia, resembled her a little. However, when I looked closer, the resemblance was gone.”
Looking at her, he said earnestly, “Now, I think you look like her.”
Inspecting the picture a little further, Sophia could see what he meant as she ran her fingers across the picture.
“Well, it’s not too bad for you to have something to remember her by.”
Which is much better than me, she thought. There were no pictures of those two *ssholes at all.
According to her grandfather, he had kept their pictures when they first took off. As the years passed and they
didn’t return, he took them for dead and burned all their pictures, saying that there was no point to keep anything
belonging to the dead.
While Sophia slumped over the table, both of them chatted for a while until people from the Constance Family
passed by the pavilion, and she recognized two of them as the ones who helped Kate up the stage for her speech
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They were now leading some people carrying a huge wooden chest, which seemed very heavy, toward the banquet
hall. She wondered what was in it.
Standing up to get a better view, she pondered out loud, “Are they using that for the lucky draw?”
Since he was uninterested in such activities, Logan didn’t even turn to look. When the people were gone, Sophia
returned to her seat and straightened her clothes. “Why are wealthy people always going the extra mile to make
their own lives miserable?”
Right after that, someone spoke next to her. “Miss Gwendolyn, what a surprise to see you here!”
Sophia jumped in astonishment and turned to the source of the voice, but Logan snatched the words right out of
her mouth. “You’re John’s younger brother?”
Yep, that’s Dylan.
Standing on the step outside the pavilion, Dylan beamed. He was there alone without a date. “I thought I saw you
earlier, but I was afraid that I had mistaken someone else. As it turned out, it’s really you.”
“You’re here as well,” Sophia exclaimed, getting up from her seat.
In fact, it wasn’t odd to find him here because the invitation was sent to the whole Constance Family; Owen had just
as much right to attend as William.
“I didn’t see you earlier when the meal was served,” she added, giving him a smile.
Pacing over, Dylan casually took the seat next to her. “I didn’t want to attend at first because I don’t like crowded
events, but I have to come in my father’s place because he’s busy today.”
Sophia nodded. “Where were you earlier? I didn’t see you the whole time. It would’ve been nice to sit at the same
table if I had seen you during mealtime.”
“I was sitting with a few friends earlier,” he explained with a smile. “I saw that John is here too.”
“Yeah. We shared the same dining table.”
Chuckling ambiguously, he said, “But when I ran into him, he didn’t mention a single word about you.”
After giving it a thought, Sophia guessed, “Probably he thinks that there’s no need to mention me.”
Next to them, Logan added, “John’s at the dance floor now. Aren’t you going to join in the fun?”
Dylan shook his head and sighed. “I’ll pass. It must be noisy there.”
Immediately, Sophia nodded in agreement. “Exactly, it’s too noisy and there are too many people.”
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