The venue for the party was a grand palace, boasting countless rooms, an extensive staff, and numerous garden courtyards adorned with fountains and marble sculptures. Stepping into the foyer, Joana couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place in such opulent surroundings. She pondered the sheer size of the Wyatt family that necessitated such a vast estate.
Truly, the Wyatt family was expansive. Immediately, Michaela was welcomed by a swarm of older aunts, uncles, and cousins who showered her with attention, paying little heed to Joana - a fact that didn't bother her.
Before they could settle at the banquet table, a commanding male voice pierced through the chatter. Joana glanced up to see an elderly man standing beside Veronica; his steely gray eyes and tall, lean stature indicated
