Chapter 268

Hearing that, Patrick, who'd been talking to Shirley, felt his expression darken. Soon, everyone's gaze landed on Lucille and Spencer.

However, Shirley noticed the shift in Patrick's emotions and expression. Regardless, she stayed silent since it was none of her business.

Spencer held Lucille's left hand and gently stroked her fingers. His exquisite facial features were near perfection, and his originally cold and stern expression softened at the sight of her.

"Early next spring." He smiled and added, "Rest assured; you'll be invited, Mr. Bardot."

"That's great. I look forward to it," Robert said joyously. One might have mistaken him for the father of the bride.

Glancing at their intertwined fingers, Lucille looked up to see Spencer's beautiful side profile.

She knew nothing much about the wedding plans because he'd told her to leave it all to him. Hence, she'd never asked or bothered about it, which was a reflection of her trust in him.

Everyone present noticed the happiness