As soon as Dylan and Kevan took their seats, one of the groom's relatives approached them. He offered them cigarettes, trying to get on their good side. "It's such an honor to meet you, Mr. Rogers, Mr. Shields," he said in a flattering way.Kevan remained aloof and motionless, leaving the person's hand hanging awkwardly. The atmosphere became somewhat uncomfortable.Dylan quickly but politely declined the offer. "Sorry, we don't smoke." Unlike Kevan's distant demeanor, Dylan continued to smile. This made him the primary focus of the conversation.The man was quite chatty and skilled at flattery. Dylan struggled to hold back his urge to send him away. Finally, he managed to find a tactful excuse to dismiss him.As he turned back, he caught Kevan's smug smile. His anger surged."It's all your fault. How can you still laugh about it?" he retorted."What's there to feel bad about?" Kevan replied, nonchalantly crossing his arms."He approached us because of you. And what di
As the wedding was almost about to start, the guests began arriving one after another. Kevan and Dylan got busy attending to them. Many guests recognized Kevan and wanted to establish rapport with him for future business opportunities. They offered him cigarettes and asked for photos together. Some even tried to set him up with someone.Initially, Kevan was willing to entertain them. He wanted to show courtesy for Dylan and the Davis family's sake. However, he was never known for his patience. Every guest from either side treated him like a sightseeing spot to tick off their list. He reached his limit. He excused himself to get some fresh air.The ballroom was spacious. He easily found an unoccupied corner with an open window. The cold breeze that drifted in brought some clarity to his thoughts.He glanced at his phone. There were no messages. His grip on the phone tightened as his heart also seemed to tighten. It had been four days since his return from Aldovia, and Larissa had n
Kevan's expression tensed up, thinking he had been discovered. However, when he turned to look at the corner where the voice came from, he saw no one."Just you wait! One day, I'll kill you!" Cody angrily shouted at thin air before storming off, clearly upset.As the footsteps faded away, Kevan let out a contemptuous chuckle. He wondered who would ultimately be the last one standing....When Kevan returned to the entrance of the ballroom, the newlyweds were there. They were busy greeting the guests. Their parents stood beside them. They expressed gratitude to every well-wisher.Kevan didn't recognize Lucas at first; perhaps due to the makeup or the fact that they hadn't seen each other in a long time. Compared to a few years ago, Lucas appeared more mature, with a hint of world-weariness. He no longer resembled the young, confident, and optimistic youth from the past.Kevan assumed that Lucas had faced some tough times running Torqua and that it had smoothed out his sharp edges.
Lucas' sincere attitude made Kevan's stone heart feel a little bit of guilt. When Kevan thought of what he had commanded people to do a few days ago, he did not dare to look Lucas in the eye. He only replied, "It's an honor to attend your wedding.""Kevan, thanks for coming. Thank you so much for your hard work." Walter Davis walked over and spoke with great cheer, the wrinkles on his face relaxing a great deal.The Davis family was friends with the Rogers family. The elders of both families interacted with each other frequently. Although Kevan did not like attending social events, he was still more familiar with Walter and Martha Barker in these circles."Dylan is working so much harder than me." Kevan pushed all the credit to Dylan in just a few words.Hearing this, Walter looked across the venue. Dylan was still busy welcoming guests and accepting gifts with Sharon as they stood side by side, looking like a perfect couple. He did not have any energy left to pay atten
The seats of the guests were planned beforehand because the plastic nameplates indicated where a person would sit at the wedding feast. Kevan's seat was arranged to be at the second table. Those sharing the table with him were immediate family members of the Davis family—likely Sasha's uncles and such.These people were already seated, and they naturally traded pleasantries with Kevan after seeing him come over.Kevan chatted aimlessly with them while keeping an eye on his phone. Suddenly, the phone vibrated. A WhatsApp message came through. "Mr. Rogers, she's at the main entrance of the Hall. The guards have stopped her."Kevan stared at the massage for two seconds, frowning slightly as he felt a little torn. Putting the phone down, he filled up his glass with water before taking a small sip.The chatter and laughter of the guests were right there, but he could not listen to any of it. He thought that this was only a business alliance in the form of marriage, but who knew that the
"We have something else we need to do." Dylan grabbed Kevan's arm.Kevan's voice was a bit hoarse, probably because he had not spoken in a while, so his voice changed rather unnaturally when he spoke up in response to what Dylan said.Sharon eyed Dylan's hand on Kevan's arm thoughtfully before nodding. She left.The moment Sharon left, Kevan removed his arm from Dylan's grasp, smoothing out the wrinkles in his sleeve with a disgusted frown on his face."Why don't I know that we have something else to do?" he asked in a low voice. It was at a volume that only he and Dylan could hear.Dylan's gaze on him was complicated. However, he did not say what he wanted to say originally because there were outsiders nearby. He only sighed softly and said, "Let's talk somewhere else."There were several lounges near the ballroom. They were originally meant for guests of the feast who came early. Now that everyone was already seated in the ballroom, the lounges were empty.Dylan pushed open th
"You said that even if I got married, you'd still wait for me! Lucas, you liar!"Lana beat Lucas' chest furiously like a crazy person, her sallow face stained with tears.Lucas stood there blankly. He did not avoid the beating, and he did not react to being beaten. It was hard to tell what he was feeling from the complicated expression on his face.Lana's energy seemed to be used up by this series of intense punches. She swayed for a moment before gripping the front of Lucas' suit. Only then did she not go so far as to fall down.Lucas subconsciously reached out for her. He was about to touch the side of her waist when he remembered something, freezing up before pulling his hand back quickly.Lana naturally noticed his little movement. She did not expose him but took the opportunity to fall into his arms."Lucas!" She looked up with tears in her eyes. "Don't get married, okay?" Her voice was soft and gentle. Lucas' heart felt a stab of pain from how careful Lana sounded.Lana
The musical voice sounded bossy. The four in the parking lot—no matter in the dark or in the light, turned over in surprise.Sasha had somehow changed out of her elaborate wedding gown, and she was now wearing a dress with a shorter skirt, which allowed her to move more freely. She had a thick down jacket wrapped around her to keep the cold away, and she was about a hundred away from Lucas and Lana.Lucas' face changed at once. He frantically shoved Lana away and tried to explain to Sasha. "Listen to me, Sasha. It's not what it looks like!"It was the exact script that a cheater would use in a TV show.Sasha kept smiling. However, it was not as happy and sweet as before. Instead, it was only cold and mocking now.Lucas froze in his footsteps, having been about to walk to her. He was suddenly swamped under a great wave of fear."Sasha!" A series of tapping high heels sounded on the floor, coming closer and closer. Sharon hurried over and stopped next to Sasha.She did not know wh