Chapter 117 What's Your Take on This?

Meanwhile, the wedding hall was a scene of pandemonium.

The guests, who were there to share the bliss of union, were now all eager spectators of unexpected drama!

On the stage, Christopher remained impassive, but the ones close to him could feel the air around turning cold.

"Are you brainless?" he growled, the sign of an impending storm. "If the device is malfunctioning, can't you just cut the power?"

The wedding planner had a heart defect, and his face turned pale while his eyes rolled up into its sockets as he fainted!

Luke flinched in surprise. "Woah, hold it! Don't you die here. Quick, someone bring an oxygen mask!"

The wedding planner's assistant in turn ran up and quickly told Christopher, "M-Mr. Bolton… We actually tried to cut the power, but the LED screen stayed on even without power…"

"Then destroy it!" Christopher barked.

The wedding planner regained consciousness just then and almost fainted again. "That screen costs millions, Mr. Bolton—"

"Destroy it!" Christopher