Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 222: Other Plans

Andros's POV

The crowd inside the grand hall gradually dispersed after the ceremony ended. The bustling energy of the ceremony now echoed with the receding footsteps of the departing guests.

Amidst the slowly emptying space, only we stayed behind. As the hosts of the event, of course, we had to be the last to leave the place.

I glanced at my father, who had a joyous smile on his face as he talked to his estranged daughter, Astrid.

I clenched my jaw, and my eyes turned cold when my eyes landed on Astrid's crimson-red gown.

I had been bracing myself all morning, anticipating the inevitable complaint about Astrid's dress. I thought my father would have been informed about it already.

But as the hours ticked by, the expected summons never came, leaving me puzzled and unsettled.

I was confident that Asha did something to Astrid's dress to stop this ceremony. My sister is like an open book, very easy to read.

I swear you could read her thoughts just by looking at her face. Seeing how lively she looked this morning, I know she did something to Astrid's dress, just like how I had secretly instigated her to do so.

Seeing that Astrid is wearing a crimson red dress instead of the white one, it seems Asha really destroyed her white dress, making it unwearable.

However, she was still unable to stop the ceremony from happening, just as we both wanted.

Asha and I were only left speechless when Astrid walked in with her crimson-red gown that looked better than the white one that was destroyed.

red gown only made her look more captivating, leaving a good impression

didn't receive any reports about the dress. I

to us, he actually went directly to Astrid to

where are you going?" I spoke up when I saw Asha rushing off the stage with a frown on

they heard my loud voice.

eyes, playing the role of both a dutiful son and a

done was so disrespectful. The guests haven't fully left the place yet, and she also just left without permission from our father. "Just

is in a good mood,

enough. She doesn't have to stay here longer than she

Astrid," I muttered with brows furrowed in guilt as

small smile. "It's alright," she replied in a small voice with

every time I apologize for my sister's behavior, she feels more like she owes me for always

is exactly what

happened to your dress? Your dress was supposed to be white, isn't it?" I questioned her while

us look at him. "Asha did something bad again. Apparently, she destroyed the dress that she was supposed to wear today." I flinched back to make my look of surprise seem more believable. "How could that be? Are we sure that it's Asha? I don't think she would go this far," I answered, defending my sister. "The whole department

her do things for me. In that way, things won't be traced back to me

nothing good will happen if she continues to go

neglectful in their duty. Things would have been a mess if you hadn't

looked at me with a glint in her eyes. "That's right,

suddenly spoke up, interrupting Father's words. "Everything went well. The sewing department was able to provide me a wonderful dress. In what

in their

Astrid

questioned, defending these people.