Together with the other ladies, Mrs. Stone stood at the entrance of the Jeffersons’ residence and watched as the familiar Rolls Royce drove away.

“Mrs. Stone, Mr. York is really good to your niece. We’re only halfway into the party, and he’s here to take your niece home.”

Mrs. Stone replied with a smile, “Zachary is good to Seren, so good that us oldies are jealous too.”

One of the ladies next to Mrs. Stone probed, “When are Mr. York and your niece planning for a wedding? It’ll be nice for us to join the celebration.”

Mrs. Stone curled her lips and remarked, “My older niece, my husband, and I went to Wildridge Manor two days ago. We were there to discuss the wedding. We got a date pick in early fall, so it’s a few months till the wedding. Don’t worry. You are all invited. Don’t forget to bring a gift.”

The ladies replied with smiles, “Of course.”

It was an honor to be invited by the York family. No one would pass up on rubbing shoulders with the Yorks.

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