Chapter 101

MICHEAL'S POV

The large, luxurious hall was just the perfect one of this grand moment I have been planning.

Rows of chairs were perfectly arranged around beautifully adorned tables.

Centerpieces gleamed under the soft lights above.

Already, a number of guests had taken their seats, dressed in their finest attire, chatting amongst themselves, laughter bubbling through the hall like faint echoes.

At one corner of the hall, I was standing with my hands on my waist, taking in the view.

The space was enormous, far bigger than I had imagined when planning this.

A few guests were already seated, chatting softly, their

I spotted familiar faces in the crowd.my grandfather, with his dyed hair, sitting stoically in his favorite navy suit, and beside him.

I also picked out my mother, wearing an elegant black dress matching the pearl necklace she always wore for big events like this.

Across the room, Nathan and Owen leaned in towards each other, deep in conversation.

Nathan, ever the gentleman,