Chapter 385

Paul knew his guess was right the moment he saw Rory’s expression.

Mable had not told him she was getting married.

“Mable is getting married? Really?”

Adam was also shocked.

Paul flicked his hair. “Of course. I went to Richworth a while ago and met her. She told me personally.”

Rory narrowed his eyes, a dark glint flashing in his gaze. “Who’s the groom?”

Paul shot Rory a provoking look. “The groom? Heh, in any case, it’s not you!”

Then, he floored the pedal and drove away.

The car’s tail lights disappeared ahead in the blink of an eye.

Without a word, Rory took out his phone to call Mable. However, Mable did not answer.

Adam looked at Rory and said, “It’s midnight in Richworth. She should be asleep.”

Rory gripped his phone tightly, his gaze icy cold.

Mable was getting married, with the groom most likely Blair.

Damn it!

She was remarrying Blair. Just what was good about that man?

When he returned to the castle, Spike, who had gotten up from his afternoon nap, ran over to