The reporters were at it again, buzzing around Leandro, who remained silent, taking Seraphina’s hand as they prepared to head inside.

But the press wasn’t about to let him off the hook that easily, tugging at his sleeve to grill him about the Reynolds Group.

“Mr. Reynolds, you took a leave from the Reynolds Group due to an injury. When do you plan on returning?” one of them asked.

“What do you think would be the biggest challenge in returning to the Reynolds Group, Mr. Reynolds?”

“How do you view the upcoming development plans for the Reynolds Group, Mr. Reynolds?”

Leandro didn’t respond to the rapid-fire questions.

“We’re here for a wedding today,” Seraphina interjected, “Let’s keep the focus on the happy couple and leave unrelated issues for another time.”

Just then, new guests arrived, and seeing that Leandro really wasn’t going to answer, the reporters finally let them be.

Arm in arm with Leandro, Seraphina walked into the hotel, and as they reached the entrance of the banquet hall, they were greeted by the groom, Bowen.

They say happiness is infectious, but the moment Seraphina caught sight of Bowen, she could tell his joy wasn’t genuine.

Sure, he looked dashing in his black tuxedo, standing out in the crowd, but the usual warmth and laughter in his eyes didn’t reach deep.

Seraphina thought to herself, she had seen Bowen’s true smile before, and now she could instantly tell this wasn’t it.

As for the reason behind his subdued demeanor, Seraphina couldn’t care less; his discontent was her delight.

few other guests by the entrance.

briefly at Leandro’s abdomen before turning to

looked at him calmly.

By the time I was available, I heard you had gone home to recuperate.

wedding is a once-in-a-lifetime event. To marry the woman of your dreams is what every man wanted, isn’t

help but laugh at

word from you, just laughter. What’s that supposed

her coat. A staff member immediately

off-shoulder, accentuating her figure. The dress itself was simple,

eyes, soft and tender, an unusual

eyes, how could Bowen

Georgina, about to enter the hall herself, glanced over and walked towards them. “Mr. Reynolds, Mrs. Reynolds,” she

slightly, and Seraphina reached out

and you look radiant,” said Georgina,

flashed her dress proudly. “I had

Georgina asked. “Which designer? It’s

“I’ll

day; you must be swamped. We won’t keep you.

he said, “I’ve

Leandro’s

right at Bowen’s

holding a trace of frost before he stooped to pick up the

he did, the

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