The banquet hall was brimming with guests.

Morgan led Dustin and Patricia in through the back entrance and deliberately chose a discreet spot for them to sit.

“Don’t let Uncle and the others see you, or they’ll throw you out,” Morgan said before hurrying off. She had her own duties to attend to.

As time passed, most of the guests arrived. Damien stopped greeting visitors at the door and returned to the banquet hall to mingle with the crowd.

A moment later, the frail and elderly Terry was escorted out by Damien and his brother, Percy.

Leading the way was Zack.

The entire room stood up immediately to show their respect.

They helped Terry to the seat of honor at the table. Zack took a seat beside him while Damien and Percy sat to either side.

At the back of the hall, Patricia raised her head to look at the elderly man at the seat of honor.

His frail body and vacant gaze made her heart ache.

“Dustin, my great-grandfather doesn’t seem to be reacting at all,” Pat