The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 277

"What do you mean, obscure?" Elena defended. "The families are somewhat intermarried. It's basically like Asher or Cyrus getting married."

"It's an aunt's nephew on the in-law's side. The relation couldn't be further. I get that Beatrice loves a party, but why are you going?"

"It's the eldest son of Eastford's financial chief. Even your father would support me making an appearance."

Zane narrowed his eyes. "So you're fleeing in the middle of the night?"

Elena cleared her throat awkwardly. "Yes. Beatrice is coming to pick me up shortly."

"Does Dad know?"

"Your father isn't home yet. I'll tell him when he gets back."

Zane gave his mother a deeply suspicious look. "Mom, I strongly suspect you're operating on an 'act now, apologize later' policy."

"I'm a grown woman. I can go wherever I please. I don't need to apologize to anyone."

"Mom, being loud doesn't make you right."

Just then, a car horn honked from the driveway. Elena frantically instructed the staff to load her bags into the trunk.

"Ellie!" Beatrice Prescott called from outside.

"Oh, Zane is home too! Your mother and I are heading out to a very important wedding banquet. Do you want to come join the fun?"

Very important...

A wedding for someone they needed a family tree to trace?

Zane smiled politely. "I'll pass, Aunt Beatrice. Should I ask my father if he wants to go?"

"Let your dad stay here and make money," Beatrice said instantly. "Your mom has me. We'll be fine."

Elena grabbed her purse from a maid. "Bibi, let's go."

The two old besties practically sprinted to the car like the house was on fire.

They had barely driven off when Warren Whitaker walked through the door.

"Is your mother not home yet?"

Zane thought to himself, 'My mom ran for the hills just to avoid you.'

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