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.

only made her look more captivating,

any reports about the dress. I underestimated

us, he actually went directly to Astrid

spoke up when I saw Asha rushing off the stage with a frown on

turned to look when they heard my loud voice. They watched as Asha walked out of the grand hall

him with concerned eyes, playing the role of both a dutiful

Asha has done was so disrespectful. The guests haven't fully left the place yet, and she also just left

Asha, her father is in a good mood,

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

for my sister, Astrid," I muttered with brows furrowed in guilt as I approached

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

behavior, she feels more like she owes

exactly

Your dress was supposed to be white, isn't

surprise seem more believable. "How could that be? Are we sure that it's Asha? I don't think she

to do nothing and let her do things for me. In that way, things won't be traced back to me if things

she must also realize that nothing good will happen if she continues to go against her

as well for being neglectful in their duty. Things would

looked at me with a glint in her eyes.

bring them into this," Astrid 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.