His loss, unfortunately …

Inside the house, Arwen was sitting with Beca when a maid came to inform them. 

"Madam, the dinner has been arranged at the table." 

Beca nodded and dismissed her before turning back to Arwen. "It's already time for dinner. Let's go." 

"Uncle Gareth won't be joining us?" she asked, and at the same time, Gareth's voice came from a distance. 

"How can I not?" 

Arwen turned to glance behind, finding the man descending down the stairs with ease steps. Her lips curled up in a smile in reciprocation to the one he had on his. 

"Like your Aunt Beca, even I was waiting to meet you today. How can I miss it then?" he said as he walked towards her and opened his arms to give her a side hug. 

"Uncle Gareth, I thought you weren't at home," Arwen said, pulling away from the hug. 

Gareth shook his head. "I was here itself," he said. "The company abroad needed my attention, so I was just handling it in the study."