Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

Chapter 400 – Wedding Day I

Seraphine’s breath caught in her throat the second the limousine rolled to a smooth stop at the dock.

She had been to plenty of extravagant events before. She had walked into lavish ballrooms, stepped inside palaces, and visited estates that practically screamed wealth and power. But the sight in front of her right now left her completely speechless for a moment.

The marina was lined up with all these magnificent yachts of different sizes, each one looking like its own masterpiece, but only one yacht pulled every single eye straight toward it.

It towered proudly above all the others, like royalty standing tall among a bunch of nobles.

The sleek white yacht had been completely transformed into something that looked like it came straight out of a fairy tale. Cascading arrangements of ivory roses, blush peonies, orchids, and white hydrangeas draped elegantly all along the rails.

Crystal chandeliers hung underneath these carefully set-up canopies on the upper deck, catching the afternoon sunlight and scattering tiny little rainbows across the sparkling water.

Soft white fabrics fluttered lazily in the ocean breeze, while thousands of fresh flowers framed every single entrance and walkway. There was no mistaking what this was.

That yacht wasn’t just decorated for the occasion. It had been turned into a full-on floating wedding venue.

"Wow," Seraphine whispered, almost forgetting to breathe as she took it all in.

From inside the limousine, she watched the carefully orchestrated movements happening outside like some kind of perfectly planned show.

"I have never seen anything like this," Jasmine chimed in from right beside her, gawking at everything around them like she had just landed from another planet.

One after another, the vehicles behind theirs pulled up and came to a stop. Voren and Corvine’s cars separated from the rest, following a special reinforced route built just for them.

A strong platform extended out over part of the dock, letting them drive directly onto the lower level of the yacht.

As soon as they stepped out, attendants greeted them with respectful bows and then escorted them right to their designated positions on the main deck.

The three motherly figures emerged gracefully one after the other, all dressed in elegant gowns that showed off years of

as they were welcomed aboard without any delay and personally escorted up to the upper deck where

happening with such precision that it barely even felt like it

her own limousine, quietly observing

vehicle just yet. Instead, three distinguished middle-aged men, Humphrey, Desmond, and Einstein, dressed in perfectly tailored cream suits walked toward her

for the door handle. They just stood there patiently with their hands clasped in front of them, waiting. Seraphine frowned a little. "What

whole lot of people in attendance. Maybe ten, possibly twelve at most. Yet the yacht itself could easily hold over two hundred

like only the people who truly mattered most had been invited

over toward the front of the deck. Voren had already taken his place underneath an elegant floral arch that overlooked the endless ocean stretching

absolutely perfectly, really accentuating those broad shoulders and his strong, commanding presence. Even from a distance, she could tell his attention wasn’t on the guests

that went perfectly with the wedding colors. Unlike Voren though, Corvine had this

going to happen next,

beautifully crafted bridge right toward her limousine. It locked securely into place, connecting the dock

up

had ever seen before.

to the yacht’s entrance, disappearing under countless fresh flowers that had been

sea breeze. Delicate ribbons

like a regular bridge and more like a magical pathway

finally stepped forward. With a respectful bow, he opened the rear door of another limousine that was parked nearby. Esperanza stepped out, and

moved effortlessly with the wind, while the delicate

competing for attention. She didn’t need any. Her gentle smile and radiant face were more than enough. Then she began walking slowly

deliberate, giving everyone plenty of time to admire the picture-perfect scene that was

ocean sparkled beneath her, and the flowers swayed softly in the breeze. Once Esperanza finally reached the deck, Desmond opened the door on the other side

was immediate. Several people blinked twice,

framed her face beautifully, contrasting perfectly against the elegant gown she wore. She carried herself with this quiet confidence, and every step showed a woman