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"How unexpected, Howard. Who would have thought that you would capture the tigress of the Watson family." "This is super good news to me. You actually managed to win Emilia Watson over. You truly are a womanizer." "As expected of Howard. To think it's Emilia Watson! I always thought it was that lady from the Clark—" "Ahem, ahem!" Someone was worried about saying the wrong thing and quickly changed the topic. "Howard, when is the wedding? I want to be your best man!" There was no unnecessary emotion on Howard's face as he spoke in a neutral tone, "Isn't it a given for people to seek their way up just as water seeks its way down?"

He helped me up and we made our way to the altar. “Wow, they look just like the groom and bride,” I heard one guest whisper. “Exactly. She’s got on a white gown, and look at that suit!” said another. “I heard Mr. Watson has proposed to her. What a beautiful love story.” Before everyone’s eyes, we approached the couple arm in arm. William looked between us and his soon-to-be mother-in-law with incredulity. His eyes then rested on Martin as it was clear his temper was rising. Martin, for his part, just delivered a smile.

“Most notably, the dashing Damien Cavenaugh arrived arm in arm with none other than the stunning Sophie Algernon.” Wally squinted at the screen. Cruzita turned her neck slightly. Karina didn’t move. Sophie’s body stiffened as a photo appeared on the screen - her and Damien from the gala, dressed elegantly, smiling at each other. “The crowd was swept away when the two shared a passionate kiss. Yes, that’s right! The heiress of the Algernon Empire and the enigmatic billionaire have officially shaken the country with what looks like the beginning of a powerful union.”

“Also, the wedding wrapped up flawlessly. I’m so proud you best friend.” A genuine wave of relief washed over my chest, warming me up. “Really?” “Really. You basically saved a high-society wedding from the floor of a burning barn, which is honestly so on brand for you it hurts.” She pulled her bag over her shoulder. “Oh—also before I forget one more thing.” “Mm?” “Weston came here.” I snapped my head around so fast my neck popped. “What?” “The groom.” She said it completely casually, like she was telling me someone had left a jacket behind. “The floor nurses said he just stood outside the ward glass for about ten minutes. He didn't come in” She shrugged. “Then he just turned around and left.

For the next three days, I hid in my apartment to heal. PackLink was flooded with photos of Jaxon and Hattie trying on their wedding outfits. "#MatingOfTheCenturyCountdown# Our Alpha and future Luna trying on clothes. What a perfect match!" In the photos, Hattie wore a stunning dress. Jaxon looked sharp in his suit. Makeup perfectly hid the scratches on her face. Her smile was purely angelic. The comments were all praises: "So perfect together!"

I turned in the direction of the billboard, my heart thundering as I waited for the screen I had seen to come again. After a couple of painfully long seconds watching advertisements for a new blockbuster, dry shampoo for dogs, and black bleach, the screen that had caught my attention finally came up again. “Motherfucker,” I whispered. ‘After a five-year long engagement, Kade Nightshade and Natasha Vale have announced a wedding date!’ The caption read. There was a full-blown picture of Kade and Natasha hugging and beaming. A growl slipped out of me. My world was falling apart around me—and Kade Nightshade was getting fucking married.

Both sets of parents were very pleased with the match. Yanni and Keaton’s wedding was scheduled for Valentine's Day after the New Year, and Ella would serve as the flower girl. She'd bring flowers and wedding rings to her parents. Although Lockwood Corporation was inherited by Jamie, Yanni had the news of her engagement announced by the public relations department of the company because she was the eldest daughter of the Lockwood family. This announcement was made to the public, and Keaton's company also released their engagement photos. They were handsome and beautiful respectively. So, they were seen as a match made in heaven. Ella sat in the middle and looked like a cute little angel.

“This is very distasteful. Elena is not even in the ground, and you’re using her resources like you were waiting for her to die.” I walked out before he could say a word. And before I got far, his girlfriend was right next to me, gripping my hand painfully. “You’re not going to separate Tom and me.” “Get your head out of your fucking ass and open your eyes. I didn’t even know that I was getting married in two weeks, and he did. He and his family took the time to design the wedding invitations and send them out without telling me. Do I look like a happy bride?” “You—”

Grayson put his hands on my face and kissed me. “So? Are you happy Scarlett?” Grayson asked me. “Happier than I’ve ever been.” I smiled. “You?” “Of course I am. Like I told you, I get what I want and I want you forever. Now I have you.” “There’s a more romantic way to say that.” “I love you, Scarlett Watson-Wrenford. I am so glad you’re my wife.” Grayson kissed me. “How's that for romantic?” “Perfect.” “Mommy, Daddy!” Joy ran over to us. “Can we dance?”

If she could find a way to seduce him, then with Matt's power, crushing Connor would be as easy as squashing an ant. … At the wedding— Samantha stood in a pristine white gown, her hair swept up high to reveal an elegant forehead and a delicate neck. Matt stood tall beside her in a black suit, broad-shouldered and upright. The two of them, together, were picture-perfect. "Thank you for marrying me," Matt said, his voice hoarse, brushing against her ear and making her earlobe itch. "I don't care if your last name is Jade or Bennett. From now on, you're Mrs. Wilson."