Chapter 1287:

“Alright, I’ll be waiting at the entrance,” Pearce said, ending the call. Shortly after, Chloe pulled up to the venue. Pearce stood at the entrance, sighing in relief as Elyse stepped out of the car. Seeing his expression, Elyse asked, surprised, “What’s wrong? You look worried.” Pearce lowered his voice. “Remember setting up the dinner banquet for you yesterday? Several notable families are interested in attending. We have many VIP guests, and I’m worried I might need help managing everyone.” Elyse’s mind raced. “VIP guests? Like who, exactly?” “Celeste Griffin, for one. She’s here,” Pearce said solemnly. Elyse blinked, confused. “I have no idea who that is.” Pearce was surprised. “You don’t know her?” Elyse blushed slightly and scratched her head. “I don’t think that’s odd, is it?” Pearce’s brows furrowed. “Hasn’t Cody ever mentioned Celeste to you? That’s strange.” Elyse’s confusion deepened. “What does Cody have to do with this?” Realizing she truly had no idea, Pearce softened his tone. “Celeste was both your dad’s and Cody’s violin teacher.” Elyse gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Pearce continued, “She publicly renounced Cody and your dad as students years ago. They’ve been estranged ever since.” Pearce paused, his face clouding over. “Celeste and Grandma… let’s just say they’re like oil and water. They don’t get along.” Elyse’s confusion deepened. “Why? What happened?” Pearce sighed, his tone heavy. “It all started when Grandma said awful things to Celeste, accusing her of corrupting your dad and making him neglect his family duties. Celeste was outraged, and their relationship has been tense ever since. Whenever they meet, an argument is inevitable.” Elyse nodded slowly. “So, there will be drama if they meet at the banquet?” Pearce hesitated before nodding reluctantly. “Exactly.” Elyse blinked. “If they cause a scene, can’t you just kick them out?” Pearce grimaced. “Me? I’m not that capable!” Elyse grinned, taking Chloe’s hand, and led her into the venue. She maintained a cheerful demeanor, but inside, her heart was weighed down with apprehension. A woman who bore a grudge against Cody and her father—Elyse couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight might be chaotic. Chloe, noticing Elyse’s tension, squeezed her hand gently. “Don’t worry too much. Even if Celeste plans to stir up trouble at the banquet, she wouldn’t dare do it openly. That would be highly inappropriate.” . . .