Ethan’s Vengeance of Love

Ethan thought that it was impossible because he had full confidence in his judgment—this woman was no pushover. On the contrary, she was a sly little fox and may even be a ferocious little wolf.

Therefore, he highly anticipated what would unfold next.

“Mr. Knight, the wedding will continue. Aren’t you going to do anything?” Isn’t he suspicious that Miss Woland could be the woman that night? Even if it’s just a guess, he can’t let her marry Bruce Yeager just like this! “Mr. Knight, should I just wreak havoc at this venue?”

Caleb felt that it was about time to make a mess of things. Even if Alice wasn’t the person Ethan was looking for, he thought that the pitiful Alice shouldn’t marry the heartless Bruce, not to mention the fact that everyone in the Yeager Family was rotten to the core.

“You don’t have to do it.” Ethan chuckled. If his guess was right on the money, a good show was about to begin.

I don’t have to do it? Is Mr. Knight going to do it himself? While Caleb was pondering over this, a mob suddenly burst into the grand hall on the second floor.

It was an actual mob of people, and a massive one at that, consisting of about ninety people from all walks of life. There were journalists from X-tra Network and other media companies, a few people looking like business owners, some construction workers, and quite a few women, elderly people, and children. Anyone with more than a single brain cell could tell that they brought their family with them to ‘attend’ the wedding.

The scene looked a little scary when such a big crowd of people exploded into the wedding unannounced. In addition, these people were clearly furious, as though they were here for revenge, and their presence quickly frightened the guests in attendance.

Everyone else was utterly shocked by the turn of events. What was happening?

“Mr. Knight, who are these people?” Caleb gulped nervously. Earlier, Ethan had said that there was no need for him to wreck the wedding… Did he hire these people to cause a scene?

But this wasn’t his style!

The look on Thomas’ face turned incredibly sullen at the sight of the mob that had barged into the venue. “What are you guys doing? Who are you people? How can you barge in here as you wish? Security, throw them all out!”

rushed forward, brushing off his warnings. “We’re from X-tra

the reporters from

“We’re…”

media companies. There were even some of which

face turned grimmer with each

Yeager Corp invested in Moonlight Bay and is fully responsible for it,

his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition

bombarded him with razor-sharp questions one after the other when he didn’t answer

Yeager, since the Yeager Corp is responsible for Moonlight Bay,

people? Why are you here to ruin our wedding? I’m going to

suppress this matter back then, it went to show that he had already taken care of all the loose ends. Hence, he was confident that no one could find out what had really happened

journalist cut

construction site on the said day at 6.30AM, and the accident took place at 9.00AM. Between that, the eleven workers never once left the site, and neither did they appear anymore after that. After the accident, the families of the site workers were told that the workers had passed away in a road accident and received 100,000 as compensation. We did an investigation with the witnesses who were present during the accident and confirmed that these eleven workers died in the accident. However, based on our findings, the Yeager Corp didn’t take any rescue measures despite knowing that eleven workers were buried underground in order to hide the truth. Mr. Yeager, please give everyone an explanation and justice for

short yet piercing announcement. His face twisted into an expression of disbelief and terror. The confident individual

Moonlight Bay accident being exposed so suddenly and during the wedding,

the one that wanted to do

at his fatal spot and catching him completely off-guard. Moreover, they didn’t lie nor exaggerate the accident as it truly was

he expected her to surprise him,

brutal battlefield the moment the reporter’s