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.

shooting oneself in the foot as a handicap in sports, and many other business folks

question-what was Trevor International doing here? Were they

only to see that they

all, Trevor International was still a big deal, and the Clarkes were not

Trevor International was not here for

continued their aimless speculation, the helicopter doors

woman tied up in a body bag was lowered to the center of the crowd, and the helicopter sped

guests further confused what was Trevor International playing at? Did they go through all that trouble just

she clearly looked

and watching in amusement earlier, could no longer