I saw from a distance that someone was entering through the main gate. It was a figure of elegance and understated grace.

I was quite surprised. Bella, it seemed, was also among the invited guests. This woman was truly extraordinary. Her serene and elegant demeanor concealed an enigmatic aura that was difficult to fathom.

Moreover, she had entered alone, which suggested that she was on the guest list, and wasn’t the date of anyone.

Seemingly noticing my distraction, Atlas turned his head to follow my gaze and asked, "Are you looking at her?"

I glanced at Atlas and nodded. "Yes, she's quite remarkable."

Atlas gave a faint smile and didn't say much. However, I could tell from his expression that he knew Bella. He was simply too much of a gentleman to discuss someone else's private affairs.

Just then, Atticus walked over to where we were, his arm around Liora.

Today, Liora seemed to have toned down her hostility. She was leaning gently into Atticus's arm, looking every bit like a t