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    Even so, Giselle kept her expression calm. “Not at all. Dinner’s ready. Join us.”


    Elsa agreed without hesitation. “Alright.”


    Shepard also exchanged a few pleasantries with Elsa, and soon, the three of them settled around the dining table.


    Noticing Brenna’s absence, Elsa looked around and asked, “Where is Brenna? And what about Sandra? They’re not home?”


    “They had a business dinner,” Giselle said. “They are meeting a partner from Plomond and will probably returnte.”


    Elsa gave a small nod, then cut straight to the matter as the servants set the dishes down. “I’m here to discuss Ethan and Brenna’s wedding. Are you aware they’re nning to hold a destination wedding?”


    Giselle had expected this topic. She knew that for all of Elsa’s mour and fame, her views remained conventional.


    Choosing her words carefully, Giselle replied, her tone edged, “Yes, we’re aware. We’re fine with whatever Brenna and Ethan decide.”


    Elsa’s eyes widened. “You’re just letting them make such a careless decision? Our families have reputations to uphold. Their wedding should be grand, celebrated in style. You need to step in, talk some sense into them, and demand a proper celebration.”


    Giselle cast a nce at Shepard, his face an unreadable mask of calm. A faint, dismissive chuckle escaped her lips.


    Elsa caught the sound, and a flicker of irritation sparked within her. How could Giselle, roughly her age and raised with simr principles, be so nonchnt about Brenna’s n to forgo a proper wedding ceremony?


    “Giselle, what’s so amusing?” Elsa’s voice carried a sharp edge of disapproval. “Do you honestly think a destination wedding is a sensible choice?”


    Shepard remained silent, not wanting to argue with Elsa.


    Giselle responded with measured calm, “You raise a fair point. Avish ceremony does hold a certain allure. In our social sphere, such events are prime opportunities forworking and reinforcing status.”


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    Elsa’s expression softened, nodding vigorously in agreement. “Precisely! Your family’s empire is vast, and countless people would leap at the chance to rub elbows with you. You should give them that opportunity. Look at Ernst’s recent wedding—it was the talk of the town!”


    With a patronizing tone, she continued, “I strongly suggest you steer Brenna in the right direction. She’s a stunning, remarkable young woman who deserves to shine at the center of an event.”


    Noticing Elsa’s untouched te, Giselle slid a fork across the table to her. “Let’s eat while we discuss this.”


    Elsa began to eat but didn’t relent in her campaign to sway Giselle and Shepard. “If you can persuade Brenna, I’ll handle Ethan. We could n a spectacr wedding, something truly unforgettable. Ethan has the resources to pull off an event that would leave everyone in awe. The matter would elevate both our families’ standing. Don’t you agree?”


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