The man standing before her was none other than Mr. Carter, the one who had helped her at LS Square.
Selina was about to ask why he was here, but then she stopped herself, mentally smacking her forehead. Wasn't it obvious? He shared the same last name, Carter. Of course, he would be attending the Carter Family's banquet.
However...
Selina cleared her throat. "The banquet's already over. You're late."
Jacob nodded with a slight smile. "To be honest, Miss Clark, I came late on purpose. Ending it works just fine for me—saves me the trouble of going inside."
Selina was stunned by his reply, her curiosity about his identity growing even stronger.
"Are you part of the Carter Family's branch?" she asked.
It made sense—only a peripheral member of the family would show such indifference to Old Mr. Carter's banquet.