Chapter 1388

“I think Elyse is wonderful. I’d be happy to,” Felicia said.

A shadow fell over Pearce’s face. Felicia’s eyes sparkled with optimism.

“Wonderful!” she exclaimed. “Perhaps now she can find some happiness.”

Victor excused himself to use the restroom, saying, “I’ll be right back.” He then followed the path Elyse had taken earlier.

Pearce turned to Felicia. “Why did you invite him? Are you trying to set him up with Elyse?” he asked, frustration tightening his voice.

“He’s not right for her. Please, don’t meddle!”

“Meddle? Elyse is single, and I’m concerned about her happiness,” Felicia snapped back, her tone heated.

“She is no longer a child,” Pearce said wearily. “She’s mature enough to make her own choices. She doesn’t need us playing matchmaker.”

Pearce remembered Elyse’s initial naiveté when he first met her. He had soon discovered, however, the resilience beneath her gentle exterior. Although she sometimes seemed unsure, she was capable of navigating life's challenges. That was why he hadn’t initially opposed her marriage to Jayden, despite his reservations.

“Elyse can manage her own relationships,” he continued. “Please stop worrying about her.”

“Enough!” Felicia slammed her hand on the table. “I wasn’t there for her before, and that’s how she ended up with Jayden Owen. I’ve lived with that regret. Now that I’m here, I won’t let her make another terrible mistake. I will decide who she marries! And you, stay out of it!”

Pearce stared at her, shocked. “You can’t just dictate her life!”

“Why not? I’m her grandmother! With her parents gone, it’s my duty!” Felicia retorted, her stubbornness giving Pearce a headache. She was determined to control Elyse’s marriage and refused to consider alternatives.

Pearce knew Elyse’s independent spirit. He feared his grandmother's interference might break her. He rubbed his forehead, sensing the rising tension.

Meanwhile, humming a tune, Victor entered the yard, his eyes falling upon Elyse’s back.