Whenever she spoke of Jasmine Yale, her face always wore a loving smile, as if she were talking about her own daughter-in-law.
That girl had been likable to her from the very first glance.
Gentle, beautiful, radiant.
She could see clearly that Sylvan Cheney also liked Jasmine Yale from the bottom of his heart—his gaze didn't lie.
Whenever Sylvan looked at Jasmine, there was indulgent tenderness in his brows and eyes.
"Mr. Cheney kept this matter pretty tight-lipped. I had no idea. If you hadn't said anything, I really wouldn't have known that Mr. Cheney was already married." Lana Fern's face was full of surprise, looking utterly astonished.
"Sylvan has always been steady in his actions. I didn't know either. This is the first time I've met his wife. Sylvan has his reasons and concerns for not going public about it. As an elder, I just support his decisions."
