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Surprisingly, a bride can get drunk on her wedding day, indeed Drake has his hands full, somehow I felt like it's was karma teaching him a lesson after he left and went his separate ways. Hence, seeing how deplorable the Bride looked, I have got to get her sober, if I don't want to lose my job. Quickly I pulled her up from the ground she was seated drowning herself in alcohol, pushed her into the bathroom, and flushed the whole dizziness from her eyes. I could hear her barf inside the toilet, it got to a point her it felt like she was choking, urgh! Elijah bride is such a handful, wonder how he would survive getting married to her, well! It shouldn't bother me because I ain't the one gettin

Even she herself had to gasp. "This is signed Samantha Whyte... Daughter of our President or is my eyes deceiving me?" Ford comes to stand beside her and nods calmly. "It is really from her." Darlene goes to him and drags him away from her side. "Don't you know it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride on the morning of the wedding?" Tanya rolls her eyes. "Such sad traditions." Sue holds in her shriek. "How are you so calm?" She asks Ford, who's totally unfazed even though his wife to be received gifts and a job offer from the daughter of the country's President.

Beside her straw mat, there were Jeffrey and several bodyguards. William could not help stealing a glance at the president’s expression. He feared that the president had never experienced such a harsh place before, but surprisingly, President Morgan seemed to be in a good mood. Melanie stared at the commotion inside the house. People were drinking and making noise, and the red light reflected from the window of the inner room. Presumably, tonight was the wedding night for Paul Brewster and his new bride. "Are you determined to meddle in others' affairs?" Jeffrey asked in a cold voice.

Casually taking a sip. “I want you to be my bride.” My mind went blank instantly when he confirmed it the second time. ‘Bride?’ “Bride? That’s not a good joke, President Lu!” Yes, he must be joking. It’s impossible that he wanted me to be his bride. Besides, we don’t know each other well, so this is not real. “Who says I’m joking? I’m serious about it, Ms. Su. I want you to be my bride. I don’t want to repeat it for the third time.”

"I heard that the man is not from Jingling, a freelancer ...... tsk tsk, what a good life, to marry the president's daughter!" "Freelance? How much money can he earn? Can you afford the bride price?" Bride price? Old Lady Situ couldn't help but roll her eyes. She hadn't seen a single penny! The wedding house and banquet were all prepared by Situ Yan, the man didn't have a dime at all, and even his job was made up! However, the old madam would only keep this in her heart and think silently, after all, she had to take into account the reputation of the Presidential Mansion, and it would not be good for her to spread the word.

Why is she at my wedding and more importantly, where is my bride? "Sir, your bride ran away." Dan, my assistant whispered to me when he went beside me… "What—" "But your father said you have to continue the ceremony. You just got appointed as the President of Empire Gray. A false bride will create a big scandal and will put your current position at risk." I clenched my jaws and looked at my dad who was watching silently. My eyes then went to the crowd and they were all anticipating the kiss. Fck! My wedding is private. Even the identity of my bride is a secret from the public and they don't have any idea that this woman isn't supposed to be my bride.

The only sound was how the forks clinked, how the plates moved, the servants passing wine and fruit. But Damian did not speak until the end of dinner when he stood up, everyone went silent. He rested one hand on the table, his eyes moving from wife to wife before settling directly on me again. “I have an announcement” He said and my stomach tightened. The wives straightened, their faces were expectant. Damian lifted his chin slightly, voice steady and clear. “Tomorrow, Aria will be introduced publicly as my seventh bride.” He said and the entire hall went frozen. My breath caught, Celine gasped Vivian's fork slipped from her hand Isolde stared in disbelief Mariana looked like she wanted to t

Frown lines are prominent on her forehead. " Mmm. Is this the trick that you cultivated in order not to pay for the bet? Did you not see the huge diamond ring on her finger?" she alerted aggressively, once more wiggling her fingers. The others complied, stumping their feet in annoyance. Why did the president have to get married! Besides, they all placed a thousand euro bet that he was not married. It came as a surprise because Keith was a very private man, the media would kill to get such information.

He pulled her cheeks and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. The secretary who had died and risen so many times couldn't help dying again. The president was already married and no one knew about it...? She knew he was dating Mirabel some time ago, yet, he ended up with someone else. She was curious about her new madam. Who could she be...? Is she an heiress from one of the ancient prestigious families in New York...? Or is she a foreigner...? Different questions popped up in her head, unfortunately, she wouldn't dare to ask any.

"To Alexander and his lovely bride. May the marriage bring the company exactly the stability my grandfather hoped for." The words were pleasant. The undertone was a threat, a reminder that he was still watching, still waiting for the marriage to crack under its own weight so the shares could finally come to him. I raised my own glass and did not look away from him once. "To stability," I said. "Whatever form it takes." Afterward, in the car home, Elena was quiet for three full blocks before she finally spoke, her voice lower than it had been all night, stripped of the performance she had worn like armor since we walked in.