<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1184 The Wedding</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel sent a message to Cecilin: What are you doing?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After sending the message, he received no response.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was truly too busy. She worked until one in the morning before returning to Rainsworth Manor. After quickly washing up, she went straight to bed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She didn’t even look at her phone and had no idea that Nathaniel had sent her a message.</font></font>N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This left Nathaniel lying awake, unable to sleep.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The next morning, everyone was up early. The groom was going to the bride’s side to pick her up.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena had even made Elliot one of the flower boys. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, Elliot looked incredibly hands and adorable.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan also arrived with George. Seeing her eldest grandson, Elena was overjoyed. “Jon,e over here and let me take a good look at you.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She knew about George’s health, so she didn’t mind that Jonathan was living with the Sinir family.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan walked toward her, his gaze calm and devoid of emotion “Grandma Elena”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ah. Sweetie, Elena said, reaching out to hug him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan stepped back, not liking to be hugged by Elena.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He preferred George, who had always spoiled him endlessly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena’s hand froze mid–air. She awkwardly pulled it back, looking a bit disappointed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was gettingte. The butler came over to inform, “Mdm. Elena, the bride should be arriving soon.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena had to turn her attention to preparing for the wedding.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">George approached Jonathan. He could tell that Jonathan wasn’t particrly fond of Elena. “Jon, why are you so cold toward Grandma Elena</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Great–grandpa, Eli and I were raised by our mother. We haven’t known Grandma Elena for long, so I’m not close to her,” Jonathan patiently exined.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I see.“”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">George didn’t criticize him and patted his shoulder. “Well, I’m an exception, aren’t I? Hahaha.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan truly liked his great–grandfather, George was always straightforward and genuine, never harboring bad intentions.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Jon</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">From a distance, a loud voice called out.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was Rnd, Vivian’s father. His eyes lit up when he saw Jonathan. Though he knew Jonathan wasn’t his daughter’s. biological son, he treated him like his own grandson,</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Grandpa Rnd.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Rnd, standing beside Vivian, pretended to be upset. “When you were helping Vivian deceive me back then, you called me ‘Grandpa‘ so sweetly. Now you’re calling me ‘Grandpa Rnd‘. It’s heartbreaking”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He put on an exaggeratedly phtiful face.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan immediately corrected himself “Grandpa.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“That’s more like it, my dear,” Rnd said, his face lighting up instantly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia watched from a distance. She was happy to see so many people loving Jonathan.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Let’s go, Rnd. We’ll take Jonathan to meet some old friends,” George said.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay,” Rnd agreed without hesitation.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jonathan now knew more people than some business owners.</font></font>
He was very sociable and remembered everyone clearly, carning the admiration of many business moguls.
They said he was the next Nathaniel, destined for great things.
Compared to him, Elliot was quite the entertainer. His presence not only caught the eyes of many little girls at the wi but also made some boys blush.
He charmed both girls and boys alike.
“Ceci, I really envy your twins. One’s so sensible, and the other’s so adorable. And they’re both so handsome. They’ll definitely be heartbreakers in the future,” Vivian sighed sincerely.