Unknown Divorce Revelation Beyond Time

Still, no one pressed for details.

Just then, Vesta spoke up. "Since we've run into each other, why don't we sit down and have a meal together?"

As soon as she finished, Dalton was about to agree, but Gaylord interjected first. "No, thanks. I have things to take care of. Maybe next time."

Right after Gaylord, York chimed in, "I've got plans of my own too. Sorry, maybe another time."

Dalton had come with York. He hadn't expected York to turn her down so directly. Caught off guard, he paused, then simply echoed, "Yeah, maybe next time."

Vesta had always been a little more attentive to Dalton. She noticed the flicker of surprise on his face and immediately realized York's excuse was just that—a polite way to say he didn't want to have dinner with her. She couldn't help but notice that York's attitude toward her was... indifferent. Not interested, but not unfriendly either-just polite distance.

She gave a slightly awkward smile. "Alright then, maybe another time."

politely, clapped Dalton on the shoulder, and turned to leave

back to his seat, scrolling through his

he pretended to be aloof, he couldn't help but sneak glances at her, always paying

gently, "As long as you know what you're doing, I won't say more. But your parents and

that, she said nothing further

knew Dalton

them, they kept their distance so

Georgina spoke up,

young men are

Watson's grandson, right?

Starfal City, and capable in their own right. Fine young men. Especially Mr. Watson's grandson-you hardly ever see him at social

down when Laverne Hawkins added, "She's

Mr. Watson's grandson-they allmet?