"I've already notified my assistant to bring Rick over. They interviewed him recently, right? The background check came up clean and the kids are home now. I'd like to have Rick over tomorrow to tutor the children. They really should be going to school, but what with the two of us, they'll just have to study at home."
So Robert hadn't forgotten about the children's education. Georgia chuckled.
"Since you've arranged it, we'll go with your plan. But tomorrow, the two of us should still speak with Rick first to see what kind of personality he has."
The two chatted for a while, and at two or so in the morning, she finally received a call from Travis.
Their car was at the gates, and Georgia sent word to security.
Soon, Sarah and Travis drove their way inside.
The two got out, and Georgia and Robert were waiting not for away.
"Come on in."
Georgia and Robert invited the pair inside, and the children greeted them politely.
"Uncle Travis, Auntie Sarah."
"Annie looks more like you day by day."
Sarah said jokingly to Georgia, and Georgia couldn't help but shoot a few extra glances at Annie.
This was her daughter. And sometimes, she actually felt like Annie looked more similar to Robert.
After inviting Sarah and Robert inside, the servants brought fruit and sweets.
"My marriage to Travis will be in about five days. Travis only invited you over the phone, but I felt like it would be more sincere to give you the RSVP in person."
Sarah smiled and took out the invitation, and the children grew surprised.
Especially Anne, who widened her eyes like saucers.
"Are you two getting married, Uncle Travis, Auntie Sarah?"
Travis smiled and nodded.
"Yes. I'll be marrying Sarah over the next few days. Would you like to be our flower boy and flower girl, Annie, Wesley?"
To be honest, the wedding company could have arranged flower boys and flower girls.
But Travis wanted children he knew to bear the flowers for some reason, and naturally, the only kids he knew and liked were Annie and Wesley.
Sarah smiled. She liked how much care Travis put on their wedding. Even if she was very slightly jealous that Travis cared about things that had to do with Georgia, most of the time, she managed to control her emotions.
She'd planned for the wedding, and she couldn't mess it up.
Annie and Wesley looked curiously at Georgia.
"When are you and Daddy planning your wedding, Mommy? Last time, I almost got to be Daddy and Mommy's flower girl, but then things happened."
Georgia flinched.
Robert smiled down at Annie.
"Daddy's making preparations now, but the place isn't renovated yet. You might have to wait a while before you get to be Daddy and Mommy's flower girl, Annie."
Robert had already put Jason and making a house on that island of his, and he'd designed a lot of delicate, pretty little houses that were being constructed right now. He was planning on making a whole fairy tale theme park out of it, all dolled up like a fantastical kingdom.
Afterwards, he'd get married with Georgia there, and he hoped for it to be an especially perfect wedding,
Hearing her father's answer, Annie turned back to Travis.
"I might have to refuse you, Uncle Travis. If it's my first time being a flower girl, I just want it to be for Daddy and Mommy. But I don't know about Wesley. You can ask him."
Even Georgia was somewhat surprised with Annie's words. She didn't think that Annie would be so hung up on being a flower girl.
Robert had even said that he was making preparations, which had her even more curious.
What woman didn't fantasize about her own wedding?
She could somewhat guess that Robert was going to surprise her.
Travis was a bit disappointed. He didn't imagine that Annie, whom he'd always doted on, would refuse.
But it was a small disappointment, and he could understand how Annie thought. He turned to Wesley.
"What about you, Wesley? Are you the same as your sister?"
Wesley nodded shyly.
"I want to be Daddy and Mommy's flower boy too, and save our first time for Daddy and Mommy's wedding instead."
"Alright then. You'll just have to be part of the audience for our wedding this time, but it's tiring being a flower bearer. You two are smart kids."
Travis chuckled, his expression still gentle.
Sarah, though, was a little displeased.
She'd already put the wedding company on arranging flower bearers before this, but Travis had insisted on having Georgia's children as flower bearers, so it hadn't been set yet.
Then these kids refused – for a good reason – but as someone who was about to be a bride, Sarah was slightly unhappy about it.
Still, before everyone, she adjusted her emotions.
"If I have a cute child with Travis later on, I'll arrange a small wedding in secret so my child can bear flowers for us too. It should be a wonderful thing."
That somewhat surprised Travis, and he felt a surge of pity.
He still didn't know that Sarah's tumor was benign and she wouldn't be in danger.
"It'll come true."
Travis held Sarah's hand and said gently.
Afterwards, they sat in the living room and chatted. Sarah and Travis were curious about what they'd gone through overseas.
It was all rumors flying about within the borders, and even though Travis had called and asked about it, it wasn't a all the details.
Georgia couldn't lie before Travis, but she didn't give out the whole truth either.
After all, Sarah and Travis both knew about Robert's condition, so she spoke briefly about Eric, and the feud now between the two families, Wimbledon and Simpson.
"You've really gone through quite a bit these few days. When Sarah and I were doing business, we had dealings with Eric Wimbledon. He's a difficult character."
Travis spoke straightly, and Georgia smiled without replying. Sarah suddenly brought something else up.
"I've met Emilia Powell several times before. I've always appreciated her independent nature. How severe is her split personality disorder?"
Georgia spoke in brief about the doctors' diagnosis, and Sarah brought something else up.
"What about Emilia's parents? Have they taken their anger out on you?"
"Somewhat, but they've been helping me and Robert deal with Eric all this time. Emilia's parents never blamed me or Robert. It's me who feels guilty about it, actually."
As Georgia said that, Sarah frowned.
"That's not right. Emilia's mother is named Margie Snow, isn't she? I've met the woman. She's not like what you said at all."