That night, Bowen should have been the busiest groom alive, bustling with the fervor of the grand reception. Yet, the moment Leandro and Seraphina made their entrance, the smile that once graced his face vanished, never to return.

Even as he occasionally exchanged pleasantries with the arriving guests, his laughter was faint, his eyes betraying a stormy gloom.

Before long, Bowen had slipped away from the entrance of the grand hall.

Simon Martin, mingling among the guests, keenly sensed Bowen’s absence. He promptly sent his assistant, Isaac, on a search mission.

Isaac scoured the place without any luck. Eventually, he knocked on the bridal suite, only to find Tania primping in front of a mirror, surrounded by a gaggle of bridesmaids, all immersed in merry banter.

The sudden appearance of Simon’s aide startled Tania, “What brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Isaac stammered, “I just came to see if you were ready, miss. I won’t disturb you ladies further.”

Knowing Tania’s inability to keep things under wraps, Isaac dared not divulge Bowen’s disappearance, fearing the chaos it might unleash. So, with a polite nod, he closed the door and retreated.

Just around the corner, Isaac nearly collided with Andrea. He hesitated for a split second before greeting her, “Miss Martin.”

Andrea simply nodded, “What are you doing here?”

Isaac furrowed his brow slightly and decided to speak up, “Miss, have you seen Mr. Smith?”

Andrea shook her head, asking, “He’s missing?”

“He was just at the entrance, welcoming guests,” explained Isaac. “He seemed to leave the banquet hall, and Mr. Martin sent me looking for him.”

Andrea showed little reaction, merely responding, “Carry on, then.”

With a quick acknowledgment, Isaac hurried off.

Andrea lingered, but then turned and stepped back into the banquet hall.

Andrea walked straight to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro and Seraphina at the third

was engaging with those around her, and upon spotting Andrea,

from the crowd, “Your dress is a hit

Andrea was hardly concerned with compliments,

could I miss him?” Seraphina

him?” Andrea inquired in a low voice, “He’s gone missing

this, Seraphina couldn’t suppress

scanned the room and indeed noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle disarray, a stark contrast

this day; do

on what you told him,” Andrea

laughed again, eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I said, it wouldn’t

assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed Simon’s lead out the

Seraphina turned back

arrived at a room

Isaac greeted

simply nodded, eyeing the door behind him, “Did you

inside,” Isaac

the room’s soundproof walls concealing any conversation within. Yet, she chose

mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s phone, especially the last one—Sandra, with the slight

betrayed him, rage and

conceive until everything settled. But that one careless

pregnant, the irony

Leandro’s son as a pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was

that wasn’t the most

manage alone? How would she protect the child, survive

yet the

you become?” Simon stood at the door, his gaze icy

move, his eyes fixed outside, unseeing,

was calm but frosty, “A few simple words from a woman can break

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