Chapter 611

Eventually, the priest spoke up. "Helen Lane, do you take this man as your beloved husband?"

Chaz was grinning ear-to-ear as he and Helen turned toward each other.

Then, making sure everyone else was out of earshot, he whispered under his breath, "Don't worry, Helen. I've discussed the favor you asked for with Titus Lionheart, and he said yes."

"Really?" Helen did a double take but soon appeared troubled.

Her reaction left Chaz's gaze flashing coolly as he smiled. "But he had one condition."

"What is it?" Helen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a foreboding sensation.

Chaz's grin broadened. "His brother Wilbur will be the one having your first night."

"What?!" Helen gaped in shock and disbelief. "Chaz Graves, you're a—"

"What, is that a no?" Chaz shook his head, chuckling. "Don't worry. I'll only record a video and use it appropriately—rest assured, my lips are sealed."

"You're a sick pervert!" Helen growled through gritted teeth under her breath.

"You flatter me." Chaz grinned