The moment the driver spotted Octavia and Wallace, a wave of relief washed over him. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the young woman beside Wallace—and realized with a jolt that it was none other than the eldest Miss Sutton, who’d stormed out after an argument with her mother and hadn’t been home since.
He quickly composed himself and greeted them respectfully. “Good afternoon, Madam, Mr. Sutton!”
Octavia gave him a polite nod. “Larry, sorry to keep you waiting.”
Larry bowed repeatedly. “Oh, not at all, ma’am—you and the young miss…”
His gaze flicked to Sabrina. He wanted to ask outright if he should take the young miss back to the Sutton estate, but thought better of it and swallowed the question.
Octavia was a stickler for propriety, stern especially when it came to Celine. A girl with a temperament like Sabrina’s probably wouldn’t be her favorite. Best not to say too much.
Still, Larry’s words caught both Octavia and Wallace’s attention.
“Larry, what did you just call her?” Wallace Sutton asked, curiosity piqued.
He’d voiced exactly what Octavia was wondering too.
After all, the “young miss” was the Sutton family’s real, long-lost daughter. Octavia had only returned to the family estate that morning, hoping to meet her newly found granddaughter, only to be told the girl had gone out and wasn’t answering her phone. She’d worried perhaps the family hadn’t treated her well.
Octavia fixed Larry with an expectant look, searching for an answer.
Larry was just as bewildered. Wasn’t the young miss standing right beside them? He pointed discreetly at Sabrina and said quietly, “It’s her, ma’am. I didn’t expect she’d be with you.”
Sabrina stiffened, feigning ignorance before letting out a surprised gasp. “Larry, are you saying… this lady is the Sutton family’s grandmother?”
Larry nodded, finally realizing that the young miss and Octavia must have met by chance—neither aware of the other’s identity.
A short distance away, Stella realized Sabrina hadn’t followed, so she turned back and found herself witnessing the emotional reunion.
Sidling up to Sabrina, Stella nudged her with an elbow and whispered, “So she’s your grandma? Who knew. I wonder if she’ll treat you right.”
Her voice was so low only Sabrina could hear.
Stella had heard plenty about the Sutton family from different sources. The stories online weren’t all reliable, but judging by how Celine treated Sabrina, Stella guessed life in the Sutton household hadn’t been easy for her friend.
Sabrina shot Stella a reassuring look, urging her not to worry.
Octavia noticed Stella’s return and quickly spoke up. “Since you’re Sabrina’s friend—and you helped me today—you’re welcome at the Sutton estate anytime. Please, come visit Sabrina whenever you like.”

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