The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 300 Ah, So That’s How It Is!

The engagement banquet did not start so quickly, and Marion arrived neither too early nor too late.

She chose a quiet corner, planning to stay for a while and then leave. But then she encountered someone familiar.

“Miss Marion, do you remember me?”

Marion certainly remembered him. It was Lucas’s friend, Martin.

“Hello. It’s been a while.”

Having someone familiar around made Marion feel less awkward. Martin smiled, “Didn’t expect you to still remember me.”

“We’ve met twice.” Her memory was not that bad.

Martin raised his eyebrow. “Is Mr. Lucas too busy to accompany you today?”

Marion nodded, “He’s on a business trip. I forgot to tell him about this event.”

Martin nodded, “No wonder. I was wondering why Lucas would let you come to a place like this on your own.”

“A place like this?”

Marion found Martin’s words amusing.

“Yeah, a place like this.”

eyebrow, “Oh, I see.”

two of them did not know each other very

to them several times, but Marion did not take any drinks. She

“Oh.”

to refrain from giving her

must be said that Marion was fully alert for Ruby and Jameson’s engagement banquet that evening. She

underestimates his wife. She’s quite vigilant, isn’t

The lights on the stage had dimmed, and Marion quickly found her

thought, after the ceremony, when things settled down,

had managed to get through the evening without embarrassing herself. She was not

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lights dimmed throughout the venue, Martin

the waiter. “Are you looking for Miss

for a moment, and Martin smiled harmlessly, “I’m Miss Marion’s friend. She’s in the restroom. Look, this is her bag.”

waiter looked anxious.

“Is there something you need?”

of hesitation, the waiter handed a note to Martin.

this to Miss Marion. Please make sure she gets it,

squinted and smiled, “Sure, when she comes

was still uneasy, as he added another plea. Martin repeated his assurance,

begun, and the host was active on the stage.

She was answering a

seat, Martin handed her a candy, saying, “Don’t worry. It’s my own.