“That’s good,” Zachary commented, thoroughly satisfied. “All right, I’ll see you later then!”

“Mm. See you later!”

Hanging up the call, Charlotte drilled Zachary’s words into her head. She reminded herself not to cause any trouble for him.

Very quickly, the car arrived at the Imperial Hotel. It was one of the hotels that belonged to the Brown Group.

There were two rows of trees adorned with pink balloons leading to the hotel’s greenway, as well as a large wedding portrait of Hector Sterling and Helena Brown.

The atmosphere was rather sweet as a joyous, romantic tune was playing for the wedding march.

the church from afar sounded its bell, countless

cars drove in one after another as the wedding was about

sigh on the inside. Helena had indeed put in a lot of effort for her wedding. It seemed she was truly in

her thoughts. Ben rounded the car to

parked next to theirs. When she saw Zachary, she swiftly exited

her as she took the seat beside him. He scrutinized her from

him out. He was wearing the same suit he usually wore to work, without any accessories. Yet, he

rested his forehead against her, ambiguously leaning toward

using both hands to hold

Bruce coughed twice dryly.

hand, Marino, who was the driver, had already gotten used to

Zachary pinched her cheeks and took

to her about her return to

He saw an exotic Maybach drove past them—the silver color made it rather low profile. What truly attracted

both the Maybach and the Rolls-Royce stopped at the

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