The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 916

The online audience was going wild, nearly breaking their keyboards in excitement.

"Drones, drones, we demand a close-up drone shot!"

"Wedding of the century! Thank you, War God, for streaming this. Got my sugar fix for the day!"

"I wanna see the size of that rock! Is it really as big as a pigeon's egg?"

"Get that drone up close!"

"Totally swooning over here, wish I could have a ceremony like Sasha's!"

"Dream on, buddy!"

Arthur pulled out a ring that sparkled brilliantly, a 15-carat diamond set in an exquisite design that showcased perfect craftsmanship and undeniable elegance.

He slipped it onto Sasha's slender finger with utmost sincerity, unable to resist kissing the back of her hand.

The drone zoomed in on the ring on Sasha's hand, humorously claiming it was blinded by the shimmer, "What did I just see?! Is that ring seriously as big as a pigeon's egg?!" "Sasha's so lucky, any girl would be jealous!"

"That diamond ring blinded me, it's so lavish!"

"This is the most romantic wedding I've ever seen!"

I want to see

a diamond-studded ring on Arthur's finger, its sparkle

exchanged rings, Arthur pulled Sasha close, dipping her for a

major PDA fest, and War God isn't

gonna kiss her?

tortured with all this singlehood

sweet, I'll toast to

and Sasha, may they

longing for more as he planted soft kisses on the

Arthur and Sasha in a dreamlike cascade as they

Sasha went from table to table, toasting their elders as everyone joyfully indulged in the feast, basking in the happiness of the moment. Meanwhile, in a dark cabin, only illuminated by the glow of a computer screen showing the wedding, Alyssa's face was streaked with tears,

of collapse, she'd rather face the scorn of a million netizens than witness the

a fleeting hope as she staggered to her feet, only to collapse back

in a black cloak, his gaze dark and unfathomable, stood

Hunter, begging for forgiveness for her reckless attempts to sabotage

looked at her with disdain and kicked her aside, "You're a disgrace. I never opposed you

carefully peeling shrimp for Vivienne, showing

to the illustrious gathering. Holly, however, seemed lost in thought, her gaze occasionally

stood up, "Percival, Vivienne, could you look after dad for a bit? I need to step

briefly turning to Richard Ellington who, having indulged a bit too much, was now

you

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