Jeffrey looked at Garrett Vincent and the woman beside him, Holly.
His eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile tugged at his lips. Placing a hand on Rachel's shoulder, he said to Garrett,
"Well, I didn't expect to see you here."
Garrett turned his gaze toward Jeffrey. "It's been a while."
Auntie, who had just been ready to complain to her daughter, froze when she saw the scene.
She blinked blankly and asked, "Do you two… know each other?"
Garrett's eyes lingered on Jeffrey thoughtfully. "What? They still don't know who you really are?"
"Probably not," Jeffrey replied lightly. "I've never been as high-profile as you. But I'm curious… how did you end up here with... " His gaze swept over Holly, who was standing right beside Garrett. " ...this woman? Is she the one they were talking about? The one with such powerful connections?"
A complicated expression flashed across Garrett's face as his eyes shifted toward Rachel, who was still wearing her wedding dress.
