This time, Mr.Walker seemed to be in despair.

"Mrs.Brown, please don't make things difficult for me.I'm just a manager here."

Unlike them, he was just an ordinary person.

"If Toby is the one protecting her, you have nothing to worry about.You don't have to be so afraid of him.After all, he also relies on the Smith family to get to his current position," Miley chimed in.

She had always looked down upon Toby.

For her, he was just a poor man, and he was nothing without the Smith family.

Mr.Walker fell silent for a moment before he said, "It's not Mr.Brown."

'He is more powerful than Mr.Brown.I can't possibly offend him” he wanted to add but chose to keep it to himself.

Actually, the next day after Ayla got injured, he received a notice from their superior.

He must make sure to take care of her and not let anyone bully her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live well.

Molly was about to say something more when her mother pulled her arm and said, "Forget it.Since Mr.Walker can't make the decision, don't make things difficult for him anymore."

As long as Toby wasn't involved with Ayla, they had no reason to force the manager to fire her.

After taking the photos, they wouldn't have to come here again, anyway.

Molly looked up at Ayla, who was busy working on the second floor.

She then said, "All right.Well, just please give this to Miss Woodsen, Mr.Walker."

Mr.Walker took it and said, "Don't worry, Mrs.Brown.I will definitely give this to her."

After her work, Mr.Walker gave the red wedding invitation card to Ayla.

She gave it an incredulous stare.

Did they really have to invite her on their wedding day? Why did they want to let her witness such an intimate moment with her own eyes? 

Even when she arrived home, she still couldn't stop staring at the invitation card on the tea table.

Actually, she had been looking at it for half an hour now, especially at the words, "Groom: Toby Brown."

"Toby, I wish you all the happiness.I know that you will be very happy after your wedding," she murmured.

Even if she was not his happiness, she still hoped he would be happy.

Brian was already back from his business trip.

And the first thing he saw when he entered the villa was the red wedding invitation card on the tea table.

He actually received one too.

The next day, Brian was in his office as usual.

sofa, savoring the aroma

a while, Anna

are you

Arlene doing

that Arlene had been trying

how hard she tried, she

still the

definitely giving

doesn't behave herself, teach her a

again after that

really good at hooking

was indeed the real daughter of the

than once." Anna

her?" Brian picked up the coffee cup and took a

runs away again, just

the Woodsen family.Is she really going to be your wife

expect that Brian

only stay by his side silently all her life, without a title? She didn't know if she would be willing to do

Brian didn't say anything.

he had

he was willing to set her free,

was reluctant to

he wanted to

hurt in the wedding photography studio, he immediately used

who always endured

herself to

already feel something

time, but she couldn't

just his fake wife,

and jealousy overwhelmed

"You're thinking too much."

her

That was all.

hope I'm just overthinking.You should know how painful the consequences you will

in love with an indifferent man like him.She also stood up and

"Are you going there?"

had always wanted to please

because of Ayla now that he made

reached out and picked up the wedding invitation

attend it? Actually, Brian wanted to see how Ayla would react when she saw Toby being

standing in front of the French window in

Molly's wedding would be tomorrow, but she had not decided whether she should go or

she knew that

only make everyone there

to see Toby as a groom even though she was not

you? Are you thinking whether to attend his wedding tomorrow or

just a glance, Brian could clearly tell what she was

in her room.He still had a cold face as if there was always a chill

did you come

a

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