Gordon nodded and opened the door.

After Rosalie and Byron walked into the living room, they saw two sets of formal wear neatly laid out on the sofa. They were obviously prepared for tomorrow's wedding.

"Why didn't the children come too? I'm such an incompetent grandfather!" Gordon was very attentive. He quickly poured two glasses of water for them and carefully handed the glasses over.

Immediately, he turned around and entered the room.

Violet’s eyes had been examining Rosalie. She was very envious of Rosalie's confidence and calmness in her gestures.

‘I don’t get it. My daughter, Sophie, is obviously better in terms of appearance, and her friends are all either rich or noble. Yet, she's still single now and can only be a worthless tour guide.

‘As for my son, Ethan, he once dated a wealthy young lady, but the relationship fell apart in the end.’

The more she thought about it, the more intense Violet’s jealousy was. That resentment was heavy on her heart, yet there was still a g