Chapter 3: Chapter Three: Look, Good Things Come in Pairs

"No problem, I agree." Elizabeth Forster agreed without a moment's hesitation.

Although she had lost several years of her memory due to an injury, as far as she knew, she did not own any shares in the Forster Corporation. Her father and stepmother would never give her something so important!

Amidst the stunned silence, Elizabeth Forster looped her arm through Pete Melville's.

The two slowly made their way towards the stage.

"Hey! Hey!" Testing the microphone, Elizabeth Forster smiled warmly as she looked around.

In the hall, hundreds of people, dressed in suits and high-end attire, were as quiet as chickens.

"Let me introduce you all, this is my fiancé, Mr. Pete Melville."

Pete Melville stood tall, his custom-tailored suit accentuating his height and long legs, embodying the very image of a top-tier aristocrat. Looking at the girl beside him, his eyes and smile were filled with tenderness.

Elizabeth Forster was momentarily taken aback, feeling more at ease, her smile becoming genuine.

Pete Melville leaned into the microphone, his deep, magnetic voice filling the hall: "Thank you all for taking the time to attend my... our wedding ceremony with Miss Elizabeth Forster. This was rather sudden and on a smaller scale, but please enjoy yourselves. We will be hosting a grander celebration on a private island later, and we hope everyone can join us then."

Joannalence, a profound silence.

Shock appeared in everyone's eyes.

Pete Melville discreetly gave a signal to his assistant.

The assistant immediately shouted, "Congratulations, President Qin! Congratulations, Miss Forster! May you have a long and happy marriage!"

"Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"Hahaha, it's an honor to attend President Qin's wedding!"

"..."

Instantly, the entire venue buzzed with excitement.

Everyone clapped enthusiastically.

The man standing on the stage was none other than Pete Melville!

The richest man in P City, the CEO of the Melville Corporation.

A figure who sat atop the pyramid, overlooking all, whose words could cause countless businesses to collapse. Such a king-like man, standing there, was the answer, who would dare to question?!

No one noticed that at the entrance of the banquet hall, a woman hurriedly arrived.

Seeing the unexpected lively scene, Cherry Forster pinched her palm until it bled. She had gone to great lengths to win Edwiin Kingsley, only to see her sister marry an even more powerful man! Why?! Why did Elizabeth Forster always get the best things?!

Hmph! No matter what! She, Cherry Forster, would be the ultimate winner! Cherry Forster's expression was vicious.

The wedding proceeded smoothly, and everyone left.

Only then did Pete Melville release their intertwined hands: "Miss Forster, I hope you keep your promise."

After saying that, he gave Elizabeth Forster a deep look and turned to leave.

Elizabeth Forster watched his figure disappear before collapsing into a chair, as if all her strength had drained away.

"Miss? Miss?"

"Huh?" After sitting for a while, Elizabeth Forster came back to her senses, seeing an aunt holding a mop in front of her.

The aunt smiled apologetically: "Um, we need to clean up now." The aunt was hesitant to speak; it was her first time seeing a bride sitting alone, looking lost after a wedding, afraid she might say something wrong and trigger a tragic outcome.

Elizabeth Forster lifted her skirt and stood up: "Sorry, I forgot."

Wearing a heavy white dress and high heels, Elizabeth Forster walked out of the hotel, drawing many glances from passersby.

Joannagh, she didn't want this, but she had completely offended both the Su and Lin families this time, unable to return home and without a change of clothes, she could only walk in her wedding dress. When she found a clothing store, she would buy a new outfit.

The weather in summer changes quickly. It was clear just a moment ago, but now a heavy rainstorm had started.

Elizabeth Forster looked up at the sky, speechless, and decisively removed her veil. The already heavy wedding dress now felt like it was dragging iron weights.

"What kind of luck do I have... Does even the heavens despise my failed life? Losing my memory, forced into an arranged marriage, being cheated on, and now caught in a storm..."

She muttered to herself as she walked, unaware that a man following her couldn't help but smile, taking out his phone: "Bring the car over."