The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Haha! Your son-in-law is such a treat!" Ilsa laughed just then. "He's really stealing the spotlight, getting a cheap knock-off suit and then killing Hardy's son. Tut, tut..." Before she could continue, however, a violent gust of wind kicked in from overhead, knocking many ladies and furniture over.

"What the hell?!"

Everyone looked up to find a dark object slowly descending from the skies, and many soon saw what it was.

"A helicopter? What's it doing here?" a woman with a child in her arms cried out, pointing at the letters on the side of the helicopter and reading them. "Trevor... International?!" "Trevor International? That chopper belongs to Trevor Zurich?"

Most of the wedding guests were knowledgeable and naturally knew Trevor International.

After all, a vast business empire that stretched across the globe suddenly ceasing operations abroad to focus locally would certainly make headlines.

was no different from shooting oneself in the foot as a handicap in sports, and many other business folks believed that it

begged the question-what was Trevor International doing here? Were they

family, hoping for answers, only to see that they

all, Trevor International was still a big deal, and the Clarkes were not important enough to become

was not here for the Clarkes, who did they

as the wedding guests continued their aimless speculation,

screaming woman tied up in a body bag was lowered to the

Trevor International playing at? Did they go

After all, she clearly looked like a captive in every way, with only her panicked face poking out

watching in amusement earlier, could no longer smile when