Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3212

After Estelle ended the call, Magdalen glanced over from the front seat. "Did you take the blame for me again?"

Estelle raised an eyebrow. "It's fine. Handled it."

Magdalen flashed a radiant smile. "If Mr. Flemmings and Norah really end up together, he owes you a massive favor."

"What should he call her then?" Emily joked playfully.

Magdalen blinked, mischief dancing in her eyes. "Auntie Estelle, obviously! With an aunt this supportive, he has to change his tune."

Estelle laughed helplessly. "If Gonzalez actually agreed to get married, that demand alone would make him call off the wedding."

The three women burst into laughter.

Kya giggled along with them. Estelle teased her, "What's so funny, Kya?"

Kya looked up with innocent eyes. "Is another prince and princess getting married?"

Magdalen turned around, her stunning features lighting up. "That's right! You get to be a little flower girl again. Are you excited?"

Kya's large, dark eyes widened as she nodded earnestly. "Yes!"

Magdalen suddenly remembered something and smiled. "When we got married, we had a little crown made for Kya. You have to keep it safe—it's a beautiful memory."

"Charlie already took care of it," Emily said. "He had a custom display cabinet made. Her crown and all the little dresses she wore to the weddings are safely stored inside."

It was a testament to everyone's happiness and a record of Kya growing up.

"Charlie is always so thoughtful," Magdalen praised.

Emily smiled, turning her gaze out the window. The breeze caught her hair, brushing it against her cheek and highlighting her gentle, elegant profile.

When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, Norah stepped out of Adrian's car. She stared blankly at the sign above the entrance.

The clean glass doors, the rustic brick walls, and the vintage wooden windows... The paper decorations on the glass had faded from the summer rain, but the playful zodiac drawings stirred an inexplicable sense of familiarity within her.

Adrian parked the car and noticed her furrowed brow. "What's wrong?" he asked, a hint of tension in his voice. "Are you feeling sick?"

She turned to Norah. "Where do you want to sit?"

Norah had been staring blankly at a specific spot, lost in thought. Snapping out of it, she looked back. "Anywhere is fine."

"There's a lot of us. Let's find a big table," Estelle suggested with a smile.

Damian, Zachary, and the others hurried over to help them settle in. As they poured water for the group, they kept stealing glances at Norah. Their hearts ached with a bittersweet mix of joy and sadness.

After so many days, they were finally seeing the girl they had missed so much. But facing her unfamiliar, distant gaze, they had to pretend they were strangers. It was a tough pill to swallow.

Damian brought over juice and beer, turning to Estelle. "No need to order. We'll bring out a portion of everything on the menu. With this many people, everyone will find something they like."

Estelle nodded. "Sounds perfect. I'll leave it to you."

"Our boss will be here shortly," Damian added respectfully.

"You called him?" Estelle asked.