Time flew by, and the weekend had finally arrived.

That evening at the Iverson Residence, the massive fountain in the central courtyard roared back to life, and the grand hallway was decked out with an abundance of lush flowers like a luxurious palace.

The guests, with their elegant attire and refined manners, gathered in the grand hall. The glasses clinked, and their cheerful conversations filled the air.

Since Astrid's severe sentencing and Charles' tragic death in prison, a series of poor business decisions have caused Iverson Group's stock to plummet. The entire Iverson family had never before faced such a devastating blow, and the atmosphere had been gloomy for quite some time. However, tonight was an exception.

Accompanied by James and Coral, Lance was mingling among the guests. They basked in niceties and compliments they had not received in a long time. His contentment was apparent even without words. "Look! Isn't Mrs. Iverson wearing the gown designed by Ms. Roza Walker?!"

"Indeed! Roza Walker's design has a unique touch to it. It's absolutely gorgeous!"

"It's true that clothes make the man. Coral used to be like an accessory next to James, but tonight, she's really standing out on her own."

from all around, James stood tall, beaming with pride. Whenever his wife was praised, his face would light up, and he felt a

made me

tenderly caressed Coral's delicate hand and murmured softly in her ear, "Once we get back, I'll make sure to

charming

around. "How can he be missing

Taylor that he went to personally welcome a distinguished guest," Coral

the Thompson family?"

been staying at Yara Park for quite some time now, and the entire Thompson family has fully accepted him. Remarrying Bella seems to be just a matter of time! Why can't Christopher just

a

Iverson, Ms. Thompson and Mr. Salvador have

father and son changed abruptly, mirroring each other in an equally unpleasant

but it was intended for Gregory, not Justin. They didn't expect

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