The priest stared daggers at him, clutching onto his bible, not in an attempt to survive, but to control the boiling anger inside of him. In all of Mackery town, he was the number one most reputable and renowned priest. For a billionaire's wedding to be held, it was a necessity he was present. Not as a guest, but as a priest. However, the wedding he had come to had unfortunately begun to drive him nuts. He kept on staring at Nicholas, who was perplexed about what to do or even say. A few minutes ago, he had just asked him if the wedding was going to still hold, and his response was one that made him want to go back to his days of being a gangster and punch the living hell out of him. “Weren't you paid to join us as a priest? What's your problem if she's a bit late?” Nicholas had responded.Of course, that response was definitely rude. And he had just that short temper to endure things. Nicholas walked to and fro, with anxiety boldly written on his face. He had unbuttoned his suit
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