She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 670: Regret of Leon

Gotta admit, the weddings of both the Lara and Weaver families were absolutely spectacular.

The guests who attended the weddings felt like they were in a dream, as if they were watching a movie.

The first time they attended the wedding, the groom ran away.

The second time they came to the wedding, the groom's room caught fire and he went missing.

Just moments ago, they were praising Miss Weaver's devotion, but upon further reflection, it's terrifying. Could it be that Miss Weaver is a black widow?

Why else would Omari's room catch fire? I heard he was dead drunk last night and probably still hasn't sobered up.

With the fire being so intense, a drunken person might have lost all feeling and, perhaps... couldn't find a way out because they had already turned into ashes. The one who regreted the most was none other than Leon. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At this moment, his complexion was gloomy and he was staring intently at the damaged French window on the second floor.

He silently prayed, hoping that Omari escaped by jumping out the window.

As long as he was safe, even if he didn't want to marry Miss Weaver, he would accept it. Nothing was more important than life.

However, after the fire was put out, the firefighters found a metal cross necklace with a circular pendant engraved with the words "Cheyenne". That familiar handwriting was Omari's for sure.

It must have been something he treasured dearly, always kept on him, otherwise it wouldn't have appeared at the scene of the fire.

Elsa, witnessing this scene, could no longer remain calm. Her calm facade was shattered, and a hint of mockery emerged in her brown eyes. "He can't forget her even in death, what a shame... I've lost interest in Omari now."

the union with the Lara family. I unilaterally break

"Mom, let's go."

hand and defiantly tore

lightweight white lace veil was swiftly blown up by a gust of wind, twirling in the

disheveled, and her cascading curls tumbled

making

fresh and clean contrast, then, the fallen veil covered

of her white wedding gown,

was gratified to see her daughter's

will remember

sorrowful state, was completely focused on worrying about his youngest son Omari's safety, and

he heard her threatening

you think I can't find any other partner in Onistead?

want to leave, then

so furious that she took off

union in the first place? How dare you slander my daughter; watch as I teach you a

he chose to avoid the confrontation altogether. Mrs. Weaver's attack missed its target, and once she regained her balance, she launched

Onistead city. If news of their public fight were to spread, it would have been a great blow to

away without turning back, oblivious to her mother

the future head of the

felt compelled

mediate between the two. Standing tall and imposing, his figure stood in

long arm to

UMS

intervention, the two individuals continued bickering like children in a kindergarten.

had a dubious reputation in your youth. There's no way you could raise anyone good!" Mrs. Weaver: "If you had a good reputation,

Leon: "Stop babbling nonsense!"