Mr. Singers let out a wistful sigh before replying, "Because you remind me of my daughter and my wife."
Observing the furrowed brows and distant gaze of Mr. Singers, Andrea realized that her question had stirred up painful memories for him.
"I'm sorry," she murmured, bowing her head apologetically.
"If you truly regret it, then please demonstrate your sincerity by signing these papers," Mr. Singers suggested with a gentle smile.
Andrea gazed at him intently for a moment before mustering the courage to ask, "Would you be willing to assist me in seeking revenge against those who have wronged me deeply?"
Nervously clutching the pen in her hand, Andrea began signing the documents without hesitation the instant Mr. Singers gave a nod.Once she finished signing, Mr. Singers gently reminded her, "You didn't read the documents."
"I have faith in you," Andrea replied resolutely.
Mr. Singers was momentarily taken aback, his expression transforming into a subtle smile.
"Mrs. Singers, I am going to introduce you to everyone as my wife. Are you ready?" Mr. Singers asked tentatively, his familiar quizzical expression on his face.
Remembering the hurtful treatment she had endured from the Anderson family and the man she had once trusted, Andrea nodded resolutely and replied, "Yes."
"Excellent!" Mr. Singers exclaimed with delight, as he discreetly pressed a button under the table in front of him.
A few minutes later, the door slowly swung open, and the mansion's butler entered the room. A neatly groomed man with a slight slant to his eyes, dressed impeccably in a uniform paired with sneakers, appeared before them. He looked to be around thirty years old and greeted them with a respectful bow.
"Prepare her for the grand event tonight; make her the envy of Vegas and the most stunning bride in the world," Mr. Singers instructed gravely, his voice resonating with authority.
"Mrs. Singers, please," the butler gestured politely as he invited Andrea to accompany him.
Andrea hesitated, but when Mr. Singers nodded in her direction, she felt reassured and followed. She couldn't explain it, but she found herself placing unwavering trust in Mr. Singers.
As soon as they exited the living room, Tony let out a rueful sigh. He couldn't comprehend why his boss was marrying a woman he considered unattractive.
"Boss, are you sure about entrusting her with all your assets so hastily?" Tony asked, his expression filled with disbelief.
Surprised by the question, Mr. Singers turned to Tony, "Do you wish to marry Andrea?"
Tony's eyes widened in shock at the unexpected query. He hadn't anticipated such a question from his boss, especially while he was trying to understand the reasons behind Mr. Singers' quick decisions.
"Certainly not; I'm not attracted to overweight women. My tastes are quite different, Boss," Tony replied, shaking his head in refusal.
Mr. Singers responded, "What a pity; one day, you will regret your decisions today,"
Before leaving the room, Tony startled by his boss's words couldn't help but wonder if his boss had been bewitched by Andrea.
How can he regret missing out on marrying a fat and ugly lady?
Impossible! He shook his head and left the room also.
The Singers group made a big splash in the media with two major announcements.
After being single for forty years, Mr. Singers is set to introduce his new wife at the bouquet event, alongside unveiling the partner for the Singers Group's Vegas branch.
The vibrant city of Vegas was abuzz with excitement over these revelations, particularly among the guests who were diligently preparing for the upcoming event.
Among the invitees were Valentine Anderson and Rose Ferguson, who were spotted sharing a tender moment in their car outside the Singers' lavish mansion. Arriving just ten minutes before the bouquet ceremony, Rose expressed her confidence to Valentine, "I promised you, Val, I'll secure the project for you and establish a partnership with the Singers Group."
Valentine, beaming with gratitude, replied, "I never once doubted you, Rose."
Rose gently lifted his chin with two fingers before leaning in to kiss him, her voice commanding as she spoke, "You made the right choice in divorcing that ugly fat woman. With me by your side, all your dreams can come true. Remember, without me, you're nothing, Valentine. But with me, you can be everything you've ever wanted."
With that, Rose released his chin, and they both stepped out of the car, their arms intertwined like a couple as they made their way into the bouquet hall.
Their entrance didn't go unnoticed, drawing whispers and curious glances from the onlookers. Friends and acquaintances of Rose and Valentine approached them to strike up conversations.
"Valentine, where is Andrea Singers, your wife?" asked Mr. Aton, the executive director of Wilson Group, a man in his late fifties who had a close relationship with both Valentine and Andrea during her time working under him. He was intrigued by Andrea's absence and had always seen her as a daughter figure.
Witnessing Valentine displaying public affection with another woman stirred up a wave of anger within Mr. Aton.
"Mr. Aton, since you're here, I want to make an announcement. Andrea and I are no longer married; we have finalized our divorce," Valentine declared loudly, his voice echoing across the spacious bouquet hall where everyone had gathered, despite the event not having begun.
"Liar! You're a liar!" Mr. Aton retorted furiously. He couldn't believe that Andrea, who deeply loved Valentine Anderson, would ever agree to a divorce.
"Watch your words, old man," Rose Ferguson said confidently, "Valentine and I will be getting married next week, and you're invited." With that, she pecked Valentine on the cheek and affectionately grabbed his arm, further aggravating Mr. Aton.
Valentine's expression darkened; he had no intention of marrying Rose the following week. As he opened his mouth to respond, a voice cut through the tension.
"Please take your seats, everyone; Mr. Singers has arrived," announced the event planner over the microphone.
The guests promptly found their seats as they waited for Mr. Singers and his wife's arrival.
Mr. Singers and Andrea entered the venue together. Upon seeing Andrea Valentine Anderson rise from his seat with a look of disbelief etched on his face, Valentine's expression turned to one of shock.
When Andrea and Valentine Anderson saw Pete holding hands with Agatha as they walked into the church, Andrea was pleasantly surprised, while Valentine Anderson was shocked.The guests whispered among themselves, trying to understand what was happening.Valentine was shocked because he knew how many men he had stationed where he had hidden Pete.Valentine's gaze fell on Lucas Anderson, whose clothes were ripped, trousers dirty, and head messy, his entire body almost covered in dust. Valentine realized who had rescued Pete, and his eyes burned with anger."Pete!" Andrea cried out in surprise and joy, tears rolling down her cheeks. She took a step forward, trying to climb down from the altar, but Valentine Anderson stretched out his arm and grabbed her, forcefully pulling her to himself. He took out a gun, holding Andrea hostage."Don't move, or she will die!" Valentine Anderson roared in rage, his eyes bloodshot. Why is it so hard to complete their wedding vows again? he thought in dism
Seeing this, Andrea was shocked and deeply disappointed. Her heart shattered into a million pieces as tears streamed down her face. Her lips trembled as she asked in disbelief, "Val, you—"She didn't know what to say, feeling suffocated as the air in the room seemed to press down on her. She shut her eyes in pain, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks."Andrea, if you want Pete to stay alive, marry me tomorrow morning. I'll be waiting for you at the church. If you fail to show up, don’t blame me for being ruthless." With that, Valentine Anderson turned on his heel and strode out of the room.Andrea collapsed to the floor, bursting into tears. She couldn't believe that Valentine doubted her. After years of marriage and knowing him, his lack of trust broke her heart.The door creaked open, and Agatha walked in to see Andrea on the floor. She immediately rushed over. "Andrea, get up. We will definitely find Pete and bring him back to you."Andrea shook her head, sobbing dejectedly. "I
Lucas frowned; he hadn't expected Tony to scold him so furiously."Has he been knocked silly by the kick just now?" Lucas pondered.While mulling it over, he retorted coldly, "You've gone insane."After speaking, he turned to re-enter the house, but Tony stubbornly said, "I won't leave until you explain how you are Pete's father."Lucas was irritated by Tony's words, his eyebrows furrowing with impatience. He glared coldly and replied, "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you. You’re probably drunk or drugged; that's why you're spouting this nonsense."Lucas didn't take Tony's accusation to heart at all. To him, it was utterly nonsensical and unreasonable.Gritting his teeth with clenched fists, Tony took a step forward, but he didn't rush to attack. He wasn't a masochist and feared another vicious kick from Lucas, whose martial arts skills were too good for him to compete with.Sneering, Tony cursed unhappily, "I'm not drunk. It's you and your family who are drunk and on drugs.
Tony suggested, "Andrea, why don't we go to the hospital and get the results? That might be better."After thinking it over, Andrea agreed. They left the Presidential Hotel and drove to the hospital. When they arrived, Andrea's doctor, Doctor Kone, was already in his office waiting for them."Mrs. Singers, I thought you might not need the DNA test results, but just in case, I kept them safe. Here they are," Doctor Kone said, extending an envelope towards her.With trembling hands, Andrea took it. Nervous, she forgot to thank Doctor Kone and immediately pulled the DNA test slip from the envelope.As she read the paper, her pupils dilated in disbelief. She looked at Doctor Kone, stunned. "Doctor Kone, does this mean they have a father-son relationship?"While Andrea was knowledgeable about the data, nothing seemed to make sense to her.Doctor Kone, who had supervised the test, was aware of the final result. Without hesitation, he confirmed, "Yes, they are father and son."Tony, sitting
Agatha fell silent, pondering over Andrea's words. After a moment of consideration, she asked tentatively, "Andrea, do you want to marry him?"Andrea remained silent for a full minute, seriously contemplating the question. Finally, she shook her head resolutely. "I don't want to."Agatha nodded seriously and began to advise, "If you don't—"Just then, Andrea's secretary opened the door, interrupting their conversation. Both women turned their heads toward her.Realizing her mistake, the secretary quickly spoke up. "Ma'am Andrea, your husband is here to see you, and he sounded very urgent."Andrea was surprised to hear that Valentine had come to the company, as Lucas had never visited while they were living together as husband and wife.Agatha urged Andrea, "Go ahead, I'll finalize what we discussed."Andrea nodded, stood up, and followed her secretary. She saw Valentine sitting in the waiting lounge, his palms covered in bandages. When he saw her, he sprang to his feet, smiling sweetl
Housekeeper Win was taken aback by Tony's sudden anger towards Valentine Anderson, whom he had been promoting. Curious, she asked, "What did Sir Anderson say that made you so angry?"Tony roughly let go of his grip on Valentine, causing him to lose his footing and struggle to stand."Mrs. Win, I will be on my way," Tony replied unhappily, turning around and walking away without looking back.Valentine struggled to his feet. Despite his vision playing tricks on him, he managed to stand and slowly began climbing the staircase. Although Housekeeper Win wanted to help, she was worried about upsetting Valentine further, so she watched helplessly as it took him thirty minutes to climb the staircase.As Valentine staggered towards the bedroom, she sighed ruefully and shook her head in pity, convinced that Andrea had made a poor choice in Valentine.Valentine barged into the bedroom, surprising Andrea, who was sitting on the bed, shocked by his appearance. They had known each other since chil