"Lizetta, who gave you the nerve to interrupt your mother-in-law? And where's Remington? He's nowhere to be seen," Hanna complained with embarrassment and annoyance.

Lizetta clasped her hands together, her voice calm, "Remi will be here any minute now, no need for you to worry."

She then turned her gaze to the two bodyguards trailing behind Hanna, suggesting, "Please, Mrs. Hanna Dashiell, proceed to the banquet hall to rest."

The bodyguards were specifically tasked by Remington to keep an eye on Hanna, to prevent her from doing anything stupid.

Though Hanna was Remington's mother and they hesitated to intervene based solely on her harsh words, Lizetta's instruction was clear and they promptly stepped forward to escort Hanna away.

Holding back her rage, Hanna shot Lizetta a glare, her voice sharp, "All the guests have arrived, and there's no sign of Remington. And you're still here relaxing? Don't you know you should be welcoming the guests?"

please go ahead,"

and suddenly deciding to have a wedding?

pickling in a trash can for years; why else would it stink so

by the arm and dragging

the last time Remington had her drink hot sauce as punishment,

Liz to welcome the guests?" Camille instructed, and Lucian nodded, not giving Lizetta a chance

bride, groom, and their families. Thus, Lizetta, along with Lucian

first to step out, cradling Stella, who was still battling a fever. Medical personnel were already waiting on the tarmac. They immediately approached, and Remington handed Stella over to the medical team, while the latter, as if sensing his departure, clutched

Stella weakly open her eyes, her dry lips moving,

and anxiety filled her eyes, her

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