Chapter 1282

A warmth spread through Bella's chest. She couldn't help but hug Jack, then took his hand and led him into the quiet courtyard. The courtyard was bustling with people. Today, the Avanses were hosting a banquet. The feast hadn't yet begun, and many men and women lounged in rocking chairs, basking in the sun. As Jack and Bella stepped inside, all eyes turned to them—some laced with scorn, others openly mocking. Bella shot a glare at her spiteful cousins. But the moment her eyes landed on the elders seated in the courtyard, the defiance drained from her face. Jack, too, looked toward the main hall at the front of the courtyard. Inside, a group of elders sat engaged in lively conversation. In the seat at the center of the hall sat a dignified elderly woman. Beside her stood Clarice, who had just entered. She leaned in slightly and spoke softly to the elderly woman, occasionally gesturing in the direction of Bella and Jack. This elderly woman was Bella's grandmother, Odette Fabbri