"A wedding!?"

Arthur’s eyes widened with excitement. "The head of the family's wedding? How could the Thompson family possibly not be involved? I’m going to make arrangements immediately—I’ll give her a grand gift!"

"What?"

Micheal’s expression soured. "Grandpa, you’re giving a gift too?"

Arthur shot him a disappointed look, as if he couldn’t believe how clueless Micheal was. "Of course I am! Didn’t you just say Nancy has a grudge against the Thompson family? If we don’t take this opportunity to win her over at her wedding, then when will we?"

This…

Micheal looked like he had swallowed a fly, his face turning ugly.

To think that the Thompson family, one of the most prominent families in the Western world, now had to curry favor with Nancy? And not just that, but the main branch of the family itself was trying to please her—it all seemed like they were bending over backward.

However, thinking about Nancy’s importance, Micheal eventually came to terms with it.

After all, the fact remained that no girls had been born in The Thompson family for three generations!

If they wanted Nancy to recognize her heritage, the Thompson family had no choice but to go all out.

"Alright!"

Micheal nodded firmly. "Grandpa, I understand. I’ll pick out a gift myself, and then I’ll wait to see the grand gift you send."

For Charlie’s wedding, they followed the customs of City Nustin, where guests were invited to the estate for dinner and drinks the night before the wedding.

Since it wasn’t a formal wedding banquet, not many people attended, but close friends and family of the Firth family, as well as Nancy and Charlie’s friends, were all present.

Andrew had naturally come as well. He took a deep breath when he saw Nancy dressed in a cheongsam, looking particularly stunning, and approached her.

"Nan…"

Nancy turned her head and saw him. Despite her inner turmoil, she greeted Andrew warmly, as she always did.

"Dad."

She naturally looped her arm through Andrew’s and glanced behind him. "Did you come alone?"

Andrew smiled and patted her hand. "Your grandparents will come tomorrow, but I…"

He hesitated for a moment, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry. "I wanted to ask you—if Quentin and Eva decide to come tomorrow, would you like me to keep them away for you?"

"That…"

Nancy’s gaze fell on Charlie, who was drinking with guests on the other side. Her eyes softened, and a hint of serenity appeared in her expression. "I think he’d probably want his biological mother to attend his wedding, wouldn’t he?"

At the last wedding, Charlie hadn’t invited anyone from the Lesser family. Otherwise, how could Nancy have not known that Eva was Charlie’s biological mother?

But then again, Charlie hadn’t cared much about that wedding, so it was hard to guess his feelings now.

Andrew shook his head. "Nan, I don’t know about Eva, but Quentin—he’s still my brother. If he shows up, this wedding might not go so smoothly."

He paused, seeming to remember something, and pressed his hand firmly over Nancy’s. "Nan, last time I was in a coma and didn’t know what was happening, and you stood in for Vivian. But this time… Dad wants to walk you down the aisle himself. Is that alright?"

Nancy was stunned as she looked at Andrew, momentarily at a loss for words.

She knew how much the Lesser family valued bloodline. For Andrew to recognize her as his goddaughter was already breaking with tradition. But if Andrew walked her down the aisle tomorrow as her father, it would mean that both the Lesser family and the Firth family were announcing to all of Liverton that she was part of the Lesser family!