Chapter 5

Jeremy tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes while staring at the small balcony that connected to the empty attic. After two seconds of silence, he whispered an order, “You can lead the guys in for now.”

“Well, uhh…” Tommy was surprised, but he did not dare to question Jeremy’s order. He could only do as he was told and wave his hand to give the men behind him a signal.

“Everyone, come on in with me.”

The Holdens’ wedding entourage was blocked by bridesmaids begging for gifts at the door of the Carews’ villa, making for a particularly lively atmosphere.

No one noticed that the groom had gone around to the back door of the compound.

There, a girl was strolling and humming ‘Wedding March’ as if no one would recognize her.

She had barely taken a few steps when a hand grabbed the back of her neck by force. Her entire body had been lifted into the air, and both her feet were dangling like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

“Did you think you could just run away?” The man’s voice was as sonorous as a cello. There were strong hints of aggression in his tone, and it sounded rather cold to the ears.

Corinne might not be facing the man who attacked her, but she immediately recognized that the voice belonged to Jeremy.

She was surprised that Jeremy had recognized her from that distant glance earlier. Even so, she was ready for that eventuality.

Corinne turned her head to look at Jeremy and spoke with a lisp in a feigned tone. She stammered and said, “M—M—Mister? Who are you? Why are you p…pulling my arm?”

Jeremy was given a small fright when she turned around. He let go of her hand in an instant, almost as if he had seen a ghost.

The woman in front of him had plenty of moles on her face, a unibrow, sausage lips, and eye shadows in all colors of the rainbow.

Her appearance was exceedingly ugly, and one could even say that it was much worse than gag scenes of cross-dressing men in movies.

Corinne reveled at the sight of Jeremy’s expression after he had been frightened by her ugly appearance.

She acted stupid once more and said in a daze, “Mister, you’re getting m—married, yes? You went t—t—the wrong way! You need to go the fuc—

door! Your

at the ugly girl in front of him, and nearly believed her act. His thin lips curled up in a smile and said, “Is

and raised it to gaze upon

was speechless. Her ruse

forgot to take it off, but rather, the ring seemed to have taken root on her finger. She was unable to take it

waste all that effort. The body of this ring is made of

Corinne gritted her teeth.

trick he had up his sleeve, and she finally conceded that there was no escape for

I suggest that we have a frank conversation with each other. I know that you don’t really want to marry me, and that you only need a wife in name

answer, but he had to admit

Sherlyn is more than willing to marry you. She’s more beautiful than I am, and her figure is so much better than mine. Everything will work out perfectly if you marry

in front of her was

seemed to be trying to avoid

was a novel one for him. All the women he met in the past had tried their level best to get

and said, “I’ll only marry

“That should be easy then. Bring me some of that special essential oil. I’ll take the ring off at

shrugged. “I

“Then go buy some!”

produces it anymore. It’s not something

half-smile, she suddenly raised her hand

as the corners of his thin lips

‘How childish.’

who was about to run away, was grabbed by the nape again. Jeremy picked her up and brought her away

led the handsome entourage to the living room when his phone rang. The caller was Jeremy. Tommy stopped and answered the phone with the utmost respect, after which he turned and made his way out

to them at once. She asked, “Where are you going, Mister Tommy? The bride

looked at Lilliana and said, “Mister Jeremy

“He has? But how? Sherlyn

woman whom Mister Jeremy intends to marry isn’t named Sherlyn!” After ending his sentence, he walked past Lilliana icily and led his

and her face was as pale as

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