He couldn't help but ball his fists. Stepping forward, he wrapped his arms around Clara and chuckled, "Clara's got a bun in the oven. It's not wise for her to hug everyone here. Who knows what germs you folks might be carrying?"

The uncles of the York family raised their fists in mock threat, aiming playfully at lan.

"Listen to this cheeky lad! If it weren't for the fact that you and Clara just tied the knot, we'd knock you flat today."

"Getting hitched is one thing, but you haven't thrown a proper wedding bash yet. We could still put the kibosh on this union if we wanted to."

"Yeah, and let's be honest here, with Clara's standing, she could snag a diplomat's son or some high-flying billionaire without batting an eye."

lan seemed

in a soft voice, "No can do, folks. Clara and I were promised to each other when we were just tots. That's Aunt May's dying wish,

room speechless,

out a hearty laugh. "Trying to outsmart this young buck? You lot teamed up wouldn't stand a chance. Enough yappin' now. Marian is pacing

hand from lan, and led her straight to the car. The brothers grumbled in the background, "Oh, so we can't touch her, but you can just waltz

luxurious of the fleet. The sight of a line of top-tier black Rolls-Royces pulling

for James York's ride? Could the York family be

of the loop? The York family just announced they've found their long-lost granddaughter. There's a big family reunion party

those loving uncles and brothers—a real-life princess with her own fan

indeed, it lived up to its reputation. The delicate pavilions and towers, the

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