Ch. 1271..1280

Chapter 1271: Modern Youth’s Self-Perseverance_1 Even if they have to get up at 6 o’clock in the morning, they only go to bed after 12 o’clock at night.

This is the self-discipline of today’s young people.

Peggy Lewis lay down first, patting the pillow next to her: “Come lie down, let’s chat.

We’ll get sleepy when we tire ourselves out.”

Cindy thought about it and lay down.

To ease her nervousness, Cindy asked, “You and Fourth Uncle…”

Before Cindy could finish, Peggy knew what she wanted to ask and quickly reached for the remote control on the bedside table and turned on the projector.

“I think, rather than chatting, watching a movie makes you fall asleep faster,” said Peggy Lewis, “Especially when lying down to watch a movie, you fall asleep so quickly.”

No matter how good the movie is, as long as you’re willing to lie down, you can definitely fall asleep.

Cindy: “…”

Peggy Lewis was now too quick to dodge the topic.

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Peggy even chose a movie with a particularly slow pace.

Sure enough, after watching for a short while, Cindy fell asleep.

It was not even 10 o’clock yet.

Peggy Davis counted, Cindy could sleep for 5 hours, which wasn’t bad.

Then Peggy also turned off the projector and fell asleep.

She also had to get up early with Cindy, but she didn’t have to be as tired as Cindy, she could still find time to rest.

Peggy and Cindy both slept drowsily, and once they fell asleep, they didn’t know where they were.

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Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis’s bedroom door was closed as they couldn’t fall asleep either.

This was their first time marrying off a daughter.

When Peggy gets married again in the future, it would be the second time, and they would have experience and probably not be so nervous.

Mrs.

Lewis, unable to sleep, leaned on the bed and chatted with Mr.

Lewis.

“Ah!” sighed Mrs.

Lewis, “I really feel sorry for Cindy.

When getting married, she should be leaving her mother’s house, but she can’t leave from her real family.”

“Who said that, we’re her real family!” Mr.

Lewis immediately said.

Mrs.

Lewis thought about it, nodded, and said, “That’s right, she calls us Godfather and Godmother, so we’re her family.

Better not to acknowledge her own family, they’re really too much.”

“I heard that Cindy didn’t even invite them to her wedding,” said Mr.

Lewis, “I’m guessing they probably don’t even know about Cindy’s wedding.”

“It’s better if they don’t know, saves them causing trouble.” Mrs.

Lewis said, “I don’t know what that family is thinking, they have such a good daughter but they don’t acknowledge her, they keep pushing her away.”

It doesn’t make any sense.

“If they don’t acknowledge her, we will.” said Mr.

Lewis, “I’m truly touched and happy that Cindy has chosen to get married from our house.”

Who says you can’t raise someone else’s child?

Many people prefer adopting babies, not wanting children who are already sensible.

But they have been with Cindy for six years.

During these six years, they treated Cindy like their own daughter.

Bringing along Morgan was like helping their own daughter raise a child.

Cindy was also close to them.

But because when they met Cindy, she was already an adult.

And no matter how badly her family treated her, she still had her own family.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis never thought about replacing anything.

Until Cindy started calling them Godfather and Godmother, and Morgan also started calling them Grandpa and Grandma.

Their relationship with Cindy unconsciously grew closer and closer.

Considering how her family treated her, Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis even once privately said it would be better if Cindy became their daughter.

Unexpectedly, Cindy decided to get married from here.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis immediately felt a sense of pride and fulfillment.

They had not loved Cindy in vain.

“Alright, quickly go to sleep.” reminded Mrs.

Lewis, “We also have to get up early to get busy.”

When the groom comes to pick up the bride, according to tradition, the bride’s family needs to prepare dumplings and noodles for the wedding guests.

Adrian Zhekova arranged for the housekeeper to come, relieving Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis of the chore.

But they couldn’t just sleep in, right?

So the two of them quickly went to bed too, fully recharged, and ready to get up early.

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Now the weather has turned cool, in her half-awake state, Cindy heard someone knocking on the door: “Cindy, Peggy, it’s time to get up.”

The tip of Cindy’s nose, exposed from the blanket, felt a little cool.

A moment passed, and when neither of them responded,

Mrs.

Lewis knew she wouldn’t able to wake them up from outside the door.

So Mrs.

Lewis could only push the door opened and come in.

Seeing the two of them still sleeping soundly, Mrs.

Lewis chuckled and shook her head, “They’re both adults, and one of them is even a mother, but when they get together, they’re like children.”

Mrs.

Lewis nudged Cindy a little, “Cindy, wake up, Mia is already here.”

Cindy struggled to open her eyes.

It was only half past three, and it was still pitch dark outside.

But the lights outside the bedroom had been turned on.

The light pouring in was a bit dazzling.

But in the chilly deep of the night, the light seemed exceptionally warm.

“Wake up, it’s half past three,” said Mrs.

Lewis hurriedly as soon as she saw Cindy open her eyes, “Mia has brought people over.”

Hearing this, Cindy immediately woke up and quickly sat up.

The cold air outside crept into the quilt, making Cindy shiver, but it also fully woke her up.

At this time, Peggy also woke up in a daze.

But she was still too lazy to try to doze off again for a while.

She knew she was about to get up, but even a second’s nap was a gain.

Mrs.

Lewis was not so polite to Peggy.

She slapped directly on Peggy’s buttocks, “You get up too, Cindy is already awake.

Makeup is going to start soon, everyone else is busy, and you’re still sleeping?”

Peggy finally got up, groaning all the while.

Cindy quickly walked out.

She saw that Mia Sullivan and her team were preparing.

“I’m sorry, I woke up late.” Cindy said hurriedly.

Mia Sullivan shook her head with a smile, “No, we came a bit early.

It’s more secure to have more time.

You don’t need to rush, we can prepare while you get ready.”

“Okay.” Cindy quickly went to get ready.

When she came out after getting ready, her face was bare.

Whatever had to be applied before the makeup, it was all up to Mia Sullivan.

Since it was still night and dark outside,

The home lights were not enough.

Mia Sullivan came prepared, even the large mirror with LED light was already prepared.

Only then did Cindy realize why Mia brought so many people.

With so many things to carry, there wasn’t enough hands with fewer people.

Mia set up a temporary dressing table and laid out all her makeup on the table.

That way, she could make her choices in one glance.

She also chose a toner, an eye cream and a face cream from the skincare products Cindy brought.

“Just these three?” Peggy watched from the side, asking in doubt.

Mia Sullivan was a famous makeup artist.

Many top-tier celebrities wanted her to do their makeup, but they had to line up for her.

Being able to watch Mia Sullivan do makeup on the spot, Peggy certainly had to seize this opportunity.

Chapter 1272: It Turns Out That We Can Rely on Family Members_1 This could be considered as a live tutorial, and even more so it was one-on-one instruction from a master makeup artist.

Therefore, Peggy Lewis seized the opportunity, not hesitating to ask anything she didn’t understand.

“Now that the weather is cold and Belfard is especially dry, if you only apply so little, will the foundation adhere properly?” Peggy wondered.

“Not at all.” Mia Sullivan was getting familiar with Peggy.

Before, Lyke Zhekova had introduced Peggy to them.

Cindy Clarke also included Peggy in their small group.

They had a separate chat, often discussing female-focused topics.

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It wasn’t convenient to talk about these things in the main chat.

They chatted frequently, becoming quite familiar with one another.

Mia Sullivan chuckled as she explained, “If you apply too much skincare product, and the face becomes too moist, it will actually not adhere well to the makeup.

It’s like if you apply oil on your face, then apply foundation, wouldn’t the foundation be separated by the oil and float on your face?”

“So, if you want your makeup to adhere perfectly, less is indeed more.” Mia said, “Just pat on multiple layers of moisturizer, allowing your skin to fully absorb the hydration, and ensuring facial moisture will suffice.”

“Moreover, applying a moisturizing primer before makeup will help.

Plus, during this season, switching to a hydrating foundation will inherently provide moisturizing benefits.”

Peggy obediently nodded her head, indicating she’d taken note. After Mia completed the basic skincare on Cindy, she used a setting spray on Cindy’s face, spraying it in the shape of the character “ç±³” a few times.

Without waiting for Peggy to ask, Mia took the initiative to explain: “Since it’s dry weather now, and Cindy’s skin is not oily, I’m using a setting spray for pre-makeup hydration.

This also helps the makeup adhere better to the skin.”

Mia waited a while to let the setting spray absorb into Cindy’s face.

Then she sprayed the setting spray onto a damp makeup sponge: “This also helps the foundation adhere better.”

Peggy nodded, decisively pulling out her phone to jot down the key points.

Mia used the makeup sponge to apply foundation on Cindy: “Like this, start applying foundation from the middle of the face, and use the residual powder on the sponge to blend towards the face edges.

This creates a natural shadow transition.

The middle area is brighter, both sides slightly darker, making the makeup look more natural.”

“Now use the setting spray to fix the makeup one more time, so it’ll hold better — this is what we call the sandwich setting method.” Mia explained.

Seeing Peggy so eager to learn,

Mia didn’t hide any of her methods.

She explained each step to Peggy.

But now that the model was Cindy, she only did the makeup tutorial according to Cindy’s specific features.

So her teaching wasn’t exactly comprehensive.

As a makeup artist, she has to improve each person’s specific face shape and features, accordingly.

Just for the base makeup, Mia focused on Cindy for nearly an hour.

Then she moved on to other elements of makeup.

While Mia continued to work on Cindy’s makeup, the assistant started to work on Cindy’s hair.

When Mia finished the makeup, the assistant had also completed the bulk of the hair styling.

Mia then made the final adjustments on the hairstyle.

Then, with the help of everyone, they changed Cindy into traditional Chinese wedding attire.

This was what she would wear when Adrian Zhekova came to fetch the bride.

Once they arrived at the venue, she would change into her wedding gown.

The makeup and hairstyle would then need to be readjusted based on the change of outfit.

Cindy couldn’t help lamenting, a wedding truly took a lot of effort.

Just watching the proceedings, Peggy began to feel a slight regret.

She was even considering not having a wedding ceremony.

When all of this was completed, the sky was already bright.

It was now 6:30 in the morning.

In half an hour, Adrian Zhekova would arrive.

Cindy let out a sigh.

Cynthia Florine and others had also gathered here.

However, there was no movement to block the door.

With Peggy present, who would dare to actually bar Adrian’s way?

“They’re here, they’re here!” Gladys Joy, who’d been peering out the window, finally saw an impressive convoy stop downstairs.

She hurriedly ran back while shouting.

Cindy sat steadfast, waiting patiently.

Peggy, along with Cynthia Florine and others, stood at the entrance.

They didn’t bar the door, it was wide open.

Adrian saw Peggy as soon as he arrived.

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Seeing Peggy smiling cheerfully, Adrian gritted his teeth and called out: “Fourth Aunt.”

“Good boy.” Peggy was now feeling quite bold.

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Lyke Zhekova was beside Adrian, winking at Peggy.

Peggy didn’t feel shy, extending her hand: “We won’t make things difficult for you, won’t ask you tricky questions.

Just deliver the red envelopes, and you can take Cindy away.”

Hidden in the bedroom, Cindy couldn’t help but laugh and cry at Peggy’s blatant act of trading her friendship for money.

Even Mrs.

Lewis laughed until she had tears in her eyes: “This child!”

Without further ado, Lyke Zhekova directly took out several red envelopes.

Anyway, it’s Adrian’s money, so he gave it without any stress.

He could get Peggy to earn some pocket money, and he was too lucky.

Peggy made good on her word as she issued a command, and everyone stepped aside, letting Adrian’s contingent enter.

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Adrian breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, Fourth Aunt!” Adrian said, “It’s true that you can only rely on family.”

He was initially worried that he would have to engage in some embarrassing games.

Adrian had even secretly researched online, learning about the challenges grooms typically encounter when collecting the bride.

For some physical challenges, Adrian had practiced quite a bit.

Like doing 40 push-ups.

Or frog jumping from the first floor to the doorstep.

And so on.

Unexpectedly, none of his preparations came in handy.

Although he felt his practice was for naught, Adrian was still quite happy.

He rushed into Cindy’s room, seeing Cindy wearing a traditional Chinese wedding dress, sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling gently and beautifully.

The traditional Chinese wedding dress always gave a particularly ladylike, gentle impression.

At this moment, only one phrase came to Adrian’s mind.

Moderate and beautiful women, desirable to gentlemen.

Adrian walked over, his mind going blank, even ringing in his ears.

He couldn’t think of anything else, he could only utter one phrase: “I’m here to pick you up.”

The blush on Cindy’s face, whether it was her natural flush or her blush, looked great.

Cindy extended her arm towards Adrian.

Adrian then picked up Cindy horizontally.

It was so smooth that Lyke Zhekova and others who came with them didn’t even have time to grab a bite to eat.

They had indeed come on an empty stomach.

The smell of dumplings and noodle soup made their stomachs growl.

At this moment, they could only wolf down their meal, stuffing a few dumplings in their mouth.

They stuffed their mouths so much that their cheeks bulged.

Fortunately, even though Mrs.

Lewis didn’t have experience in marrying off a daughter, she had considered everything thoroughly.

When they were leaving, she quickly reminded them.

Chapter 1273: We Two have Son-in-laws _1 She divided the dumplings into several insulated food containers and grabbed a handful of disposable chopsticks.

She didn’t count how many there were.

The disposable chopsticks at home were also purchased by Peggy Lewis.

Peggy Lewis loves snail noodles, which taste good when eaten but don’t smell that great.

They’re even quite stinky, to the point where using a pair of chopsticks to eat them once can taint and give off a bad smell to the other chopsticks in the same container.

And that smell takes a long time to dissipate.

So Peggy Lewis simply bought some disposable chopsticks.

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Some were kept at her parents’ house, the others at her own.

Of course, now they are stored at Lyke Zhekova’s place.

However, there are still some left at her parents’ home.

Because when Peggy lived outside, she used to come back every weekend.

Occasionally, she couldn’t resist having a bowl of snail noodles in the middle of the night, so she prepared some disposable chopsticks.

Mrs.

Lewis didn’t bother to count, she just grabbed a handful, assuming that would be more than enough.

Mrs.

Lewis handed them over without having a chance to see who they were.

“Take these, you can eat them in the car,” Mrs.

Lewis said.

The wedding car had a driver, they didn’t need to drive themselves.

All they could do in the car was catch up on their sleep.

It was assumed that they wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while, so a bit of breakfast would be fine.

Adrian Zhekova didn’t want to delay the time, even though they still had a wedding.

If he could take Cindy Clarke away earlier, his heart would be more at ease.

Everyone thanked Mrs.

Lewis for being so considerate and happily accepted.

At this time, everyone was hungry, so there was no need for formalities.

Lyke Zhekova received special attention from Mrs.

Lewis.

Mrs.

Lewis also secretly gave Lyke Zhekova two jars of braised pork.

The jars were small and just the right portion size for one person.

“This is bone soup, it’s easy to choke on the dumplings alone.

Drink some soup to moisten you,” Mrs.

Lewis said quietly, “Just be careful it’s hot; if you can’t drink it all don’t worry about wasting it.”

“Give the other one to Adrian.

Cindy ate before you guys arrived, so she isn’t hungry.

They have to go and shoot outdoor scenes later, they’ll be busy in the morning and need to eat.”

Adrian Zhekova was too busy holding Cindy Clarke, even if Mrs.

Lewis gave him the jar, he wouldn’t have been able to hold it.

It wasn’t that Mrs.

Lewis was favoring Lyke Zhekova and Adrian Zhekova.

It’s just that there weren’t that many jars at home.

There were only two.

Mrs.

Lewis bought them for her and Mr.

Lewis to use when they travel.

One for each, especially when traveling abroad.

They couldn’t get used to the food abroad, and the Chinese restaurants included in the tour package were frankly not good.

Also, they often faced situations where they couldn’t eat at the hotel in the morning.

The tour guide would provide them with a simple breakfast to eat on the bus.

Such as buns, eggs, milk, bread.

But no matter what, everything was already cold.

Eating cold food in the morning doesn’t sit well with their stomachs.

So after gaining some experience, Mrs.

Lewis would buy some freeze-dried porridge.

The small package was about the size of a pineapple cake, which was convenient for carrying.

Put it in the braised pot in the morning, add hot water and it’s ready.

Warm and very comforting.

Since there aren’t that many pots, of course she would give priority to her two sons-in-law.

“Thanks, mom,” Lyke Zhekova took them, “I’ll return these two pots and all the insulated food containers back to you, nothing will be missing.”

“Ok,” Mrs.

Lewis didn’t refuse.

After all, those many insulated food containers are also quite expensive.

Lyke Zhekova took them and left.

Mrs.

Evans closed the door.

Mia Sullivan left with the others that drove off.

She needed to do touch-up makeup for Cindy Clarke on the way.

There were so many people at home just now, a bunch of young people laughing and playing, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

Now that they’ve suddenly left, the house became quiet all at once.

The contrast with the previous bustle was quite striking.

Especially after the home was bustling, the sudden quiet made Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis feel a bit out of place.

Originally, they had redesigned their home to make full use of the space.

Even though the available space was increased and seems larger than before.

But the crowd of people filled up every corner of it.

Mrs.

Lewis suddenly felt that the house was still too small, not enough for everyone.

However, when everyone left, the house appeared spacious again.

Lyke Zhekova also suggested that they should move into a larger house.

But Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis both rejected the idea.

It’s not because they felt embarrassed to use Lyke Zhekova’s money.

As if they were taking advantage of him.

Of course, that was indeed one part of the reason.

But mainly, they thought that since Peggy Lewis got married, they were the only two left at home.

They really didn’t need such a large space.

If they lived in such a large place with only the two of them, it would feel hollow and uncomfortable.

They’d rather live in a familiar environment, which warms their hearts.

They’ve lived in this house for several decades.

They’re emotionally attached to it.

However, feeling empty was only temporary.

They felt a bit uncomfortable because of the sudden shift from lively to quiet.

But now that they have adapted, Mrs.

Lewis exhaled a sigh of relief.

She had been busy all morning, even though she didn’t need to help with making dumplings or cooking noodles.

Mrs.

Lewis is not the kind of person who watches others work and does nothing.

She was quite tired from running back and forth.

And she had to entertain all these young people.

Now that she could finally rest, Mrs.

Lewis looked at the sunlight that was shining through the French windows and spreading out onto the floor and coffee table.

The light was lazily warm everywhere it touched.

Mrs.

Lewis sighs contentedly, and Mr.

Lewis took a seat next to her.

He took a container of tea leaves from a drawer in the coffee table.

He added some into the teapot, poured boiling water over them and drained off the first infusion into the tea tray.

He then poured boiling water into the teapot again, and finally poured a cup of tea for Mrs.

Lewis: “Have some tea and relax.

We’ve got a good three hours to rest.”

Later, they would be off to attend the wedding at the hotel.

“Ah.” Mrs.

Lewis took a sip of tea, put down her teacup, and took out some pastries from another drawer of the coffee table.

“I really can’t be bothered to wash fruits, let’s just have some tea and pastries.” said Mrs.

Lewis.

“Pastries are great.” Mr.

Lewis laughed as he picked up a twist donut.

Mrs.

Lewis grabbed a large piece of fried sweet potato chip to eat.

The sweet potato chips were thinly sliced, similar to potato chips, but much larger.

After being fried, a thin layer of caramel was coated on the outside, making them fragrant, crispy and sweet, extremely addictive.

Mrs.

Lewis relaxed, stretched out her slippers, crossed her legs, leaned against a cushion, chomped on her chips and laughed, “It is quite interesting when you think about it.

Our two sons-in-law are uncle and nephew.”

Hearing this, Mr.

Lewis also started laughing.

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Lyke Zhekova handed Adrian Zhekova the soup: “Mother-in-law made this because she knew you haven’t eaten anything.

You can eat some dumplings and drink some soup in the car for now.

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We’ve still got a busy morning ahead.”

Chapter 1274: Going to See Your Mother-in-law_1 Adrian Zhekova was very touched: “What a nice mother-in-law.”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

It was really strange when both uncle and nephew called her mother-in-law together.

Although Adrian Zhekova did not recognize Cindy Clarke’s biological parents.

But he truly considered Mr.

and Mrs.

Lewis to be his in-laws.

It was just that he was mixed up with the generational relations.

Lyke Zhekova took his share and got into the car.

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The pitiful part was that the person sitting with him in the car was Clifford Wells.

When Lyke Zhekova got in, Clifford Wells was still eating dumplings.

He was enjoying his meal, one dumpling at a time.

But Lyke Zhekova felt that he was a man of high-standards and couldn’t compromise like Clifford Wells.

So he opened the braised pork.

As soon as he opened it, the hot steam hit his face.

He could already feel how hot the soup was without getting close to it.

So Lyke Zhekova first poured some soup in the lid.

This lid could serve both as a cover and a small bowl, it was pretty handy.

Lyke Zhekova shook the soup in the lid and blew it a few times.

He felt it was cool enough, so he took a few sips.

After his stomach was warmed by the soup, Lyke Zhekova began eating the dumplings.

Eating a dumpling and sipping the soup was unspeakably comforting.

Clifford Wells, watching him, expressed his surprise, “How did you get the soup?”

“My mother-in-law preparing it as a personal treat for her son-in-law is quite a normal thing.” Lyke Zhekova spoke, as if he was intentionally stirring up things with Clifford Wells, flaunting at him by taking another sip of soup.

This time he even slurped when drinking the soup.

Clifford Wells: “…”

Is it great to be married?

Is it great to have a mother-in-law?

If only Lyke Zhekova knew what Clifford Wells was thinking in his heart, he would definitely have said, “Yes, it is.”

Clifford Wells brought up something he thought might be a salvation for him: “Does Adrian have it too?”

Adrian Zhekova definitely didn’t have this treatment.

“Of course he has it.

My mother-in-law is also his mother-in-law,” Lyke Zhekova said, “My mother-in-law is very thoughtful and treats us equally.”

Clifford Wells: “…”

What kind of luck does Adrian Zhekova have to get such a generous mother-in-law.

Lyke Zhekova shook his head at Clifford Wells, showing an attitude that you can’t carve rotten wood, and said: “You shouldn’t think about it anymore.

You’re single, what’s the point of thinking about having a mother-in-law?”

Clifford Wells: “…”

He wanted to get off the car now.

Unfortunately, the car was in motion.

Clifford Wells could not swallow this frustration, thought for a moment, and said: “You guys, uncle and nephew, you share the same mother-in-law, and now you’ve become in-laws.

Your generations are in chaos!”

Clifford Wells shook his head in exclamation: “This is a disgrace to family ethics and a degradation of morals.”

Lyke Zhekova: “…”

He shoved a dumpling into Clifford Wells’ mouth, blocking him.

“Just eat yours!

You should feel lucky that you have dumplings, don’t even think about the soup,” Lyke Zhekova said, “Go ask your mother-in-law for it!”

Clifford Wells: “…”

If he had one, would he still be bullied here?

Clifford Wells was so aggrieved that he almost squeezed out tears.

But Lyke Zhekova still mercilessly said: “Don’t squeeze your eyes anymore.

Even if you squeeze yourself into a handicap, you won’t be able to squeeze out any tears.”

Clifford Wells: “…”

This is too much!

The wedding of Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke was not high-profile, but they did not deliberately keep it a secret.

Everything was done according to the normal scale.

Although the Old Madam said she wanted to hold a wedding of the century.

But the Zhekova Family was not that kind of wasteful family.

The Old Madam just said it for the sake of saying it.

They just held the wedding according to the normal standards of their families.

They did not ban journalists from the wedding.

Those without an invitation could not enter the hotel, of course.

But they didn’t stop the journalists from taking pictures outside the hotel.

While the wedding car of Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke was going to the family mansion in full swing.

All the major media had tried everything to capture them.

Following the cars on the road seemed impractical.

Given Belfard’s road conditions, it was impossible for them to follow so closely on the streets.

Therefore, they started deploying drones.

Usually one or two drones for personal use were acceptable, and no one would bother about them.

But if it was large quantities, they should go and apply for it and get the permission.

But how much each media outlet could deploy was limited.

Each media outlet deploying one or two drones was enough.

But there were too many media outlets that were focused on this wedding.

So when they put it together, it was quite a considerable number.

Therefore, all the media outlets had a talk and decided to apply together.

To avoid the situation where every media outlet deployed drones, and the numbers exceeded the limit, leading to restrictions, and nothing could be filmed then.

Now, there were more than a hundred drones flying above the wedding convoy of Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke, following the cars in a disciplined manner under the operation of various media outlets, filming the scenes.

Including Adrian Zhekova’s own wedding team.

They were to deploy drones for filming as well.

But they hadn’t thought that the media outlets would be so ruthless and deployed so many drones.

This could interfere with their filming!

Originally, the cameraman had a great idea of filming the convoy from the sky.

From the long shots to the zooming in and out, left and right movements.

They were confident that they could create a blockbuster feel.

But now, there were drones all over the place.

He couldn’t contact those media people and ask them to make way.

Everyone was not used to each other, being able to maintain not crashing the drones was great, where could they provide space for the cameraman to perform?

The cameraman was extremely frustrated, so he called Adrian Zhekova and told him his dilemma.

Adrian Zhekova: “…”

Hearing the cameraman’s thoughts, Adrian Zhekova thought that this man really had aspirations.

Despite only it being a wedding filming, he was still driven by his ambition to create a blockbuster wedding.

This wedding team was found by Sheldon Rowland for Adrian Zhekova.

They gave out the plan, he was quite satisfied after reviewing it, so he confirmed them.

Adrian Zhekova thought that Sheldon Rowland did the job quite reliably.

Just listening to this cameraman’s dreams was quite touching.

So Adrian Zhekova said, “That’s not a problem.

Check later which media outlets reported our wedding.

I will have someone contact them and ask them to send you the videos they shot.

You can look at them later, choose what you can use, and edit it.”

The cameraman wondering why he hadn’t thought of this trick.

Adrian Zhekova was wealthy because he was clever!

The cameraman was immediately relieved and happily hung up the phone.

So, the wedding cars drove all the way to the family mansion.

They stopped at the entrance of the family mansion and lined up in a long queue.

Butler Howard and Aunt Evans had been waiting at the entrance.

As Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke got out of the car, the two shot confetti and flower petals into the sky.

Adrian Zhekova led Cindy Clarke through the entrance.

The little guy wanted to go out and see the excitement, but the elders stopped him.

They were afraid because there were too many people at the entrance, which might cause a crush.

“Wait until your parents come in, then go greet them,” the Old Madam said.

“Have they arrived yet?

Have they arrived yet?” The little guy asked again and again.

Finally, on his 10th time asking.

Chapter 1275: You Are An Adult Now_1 The little one received a message, informing him that Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke had already entered.

The little one immediately scurried outside in a dash.

Old Madam yelled from behind, “Slow down, don’t trip!”

With a quick leap, the little one replied loudly, “I won’t!”

Old Madam laughed helplessly, smoothed the non-existent wrinkles on her clothes, before sitting back down.

Maverick Zhekova and Victoria Wheeler also found their seats.

The four big shots rarely showed their nerves, yet here they were, jittery.

Cindy might have been their daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law for a while now.

But this was her first wedding.

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As it came time for Cindy to serve the wedding tea, even Victoria started to panic.

Back in her days, she was the one serving Old Madam.

Now, the tables were turned, and she was the one awaiting the tea ceremony.

Victoria, though usually indifferent, tended to indulge herself in Old Madam’s pampering.

However, faced with this occasion, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.

Reaching out, she grabbed Maverick’s hand, “This is my first time, I’m kind of nervous.”

Maverick held her hand and patted it gently, speaking deeply, “Once you have accepted the tea from your daughter-in-law, you will officially be an adult.”

Victoria Wheeler: “…”

What on earth?

Did all these years of her life count for nothing?

Though she knew, Maverick always treated her like a young girl who had never grown up.

Victoria was self-aware and knew that she indeed behaved in a similar manner.

But hearing Maverick say this out loud, her feelings got complicated.

Unexpectedly, even Old Madam sighed and agreed, “Yes, from now on, you are officially an adult.”

Do not keep asking me who I like the most.

It’s genuinely a tough question to answer.

Victoria Wheeler: “…”

What is going on?

Victoria didn’t get to dwell on her frustration for too long when Adrian entered with Cindy by his side.

The little one kept running around them, almost at a risk of tripping them.

However, Adrian didn’t mind, letting the little one run with excitement around them.

In the room, the little one didn’t mingle with the elders but obediently stayed aside.

Watching Cindy and Adrian perform the tea ceremony for the elders.

The little one had been assigned the role of a page boy for the day.

Considering the chaos of too many people during the bride pick-up, the little one couldn’t go.

However, Cindy and Adrian wanted him to be a part of their wedding.

The task of the page boy was already lined-up, hence when deciding not to take Morgan to pick up the bride, he barely fussed.

Because he knew he could still join in on his parents’ wedding ceremony, and thus wasn’t in any hurry.

Only after Cindy and Adrian finished the tea ceremony, once again they set off towards the hotel.

They had initially planned to detour to a location for outdoor shooting.

The outdoor location was often used by wedding teams.

The location might not seem special in person, but it was great for shooting photos.

After all, to find a vast, scenic location in Belfard, apart from going to iconic heritage sites, there weren’t many options left.

But the wedding team found out that no place was as picturesque as the family mansion.

The mansion’s scenery was simply ready-made.

The garden was exquisite, the passages elegant, and the mansion full of old-world charm.

Besides, Cindy was wearing a beautiful traditional Chinese wedding dress.

It was perfect for the scene.

The photographer asked Adrian’s opinion if they could just shoot here.

They would ensure the staff would be restrained and not cause a mess.

However, Adrian wasn’t worried about anyone running around.

Every corner of the mansion was guarded.

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Should anyone try to wander off, they would be stopped.

However, the photographer was correct.

The mansion was indeed very suitable.

“You may.” This way, he would save Cindy the trouble.

Hence, the photographer started selecting the scene.

Since they were at someone’s house, they couldn’t just shoot anywhere randomly.

They quickly selected a perfect place.

And decided to focus their shoot only there.

When Cindy saw the little one eagerly waiting, she felt a pang.

Even though this was her and Adrian’s wedding, she felt like the little one was an essential part.

“Is there a way to include Morgan in some of our shoots?” Cindy asked the photographer, “Can we shoot together in a way that looks good?”

“Sure.” The photographer happily agreed and instantly started visualising how to make it work.

At this, the little one ran towards Cindy with joy.

But fearing he could smudge Cindy’s dress, he stopped short of hugging her.

Stopping dead before Cindy he asked, “Cindy, am I getting shots with you?”

“Of course.” Cindy said smiling, “We had you before the wedding, how can we not include you?

That wouldn’t feel complete.”

“I wish when we are old, we can look back at the videos and see you.

See a younger version of you with us.

If you could watch that video with us by that time, I’d be extremely delighted.”

“I hope that by then, you are still by our side, that you have grown up, and you could see your younger self.” Cindy said with a grin, “But most importantly, you could see the younger you, staying with us, being part of our every life stage, every important moment.”

“By that time, you might have forgotten what we used to look like when we were younger.” Cindy wasn’t saying this offhand.

Even now, she couldn’t remember what Joshua Clarke and Christy Xenos looked like when they were younger.

This had nothing to do with the intensity of kinship, it was merely memories fading away with the passage of time.

But if you deeply love each other, and miss your parents when you grow old,

And suddenly realize that you can’t recall their youthful appearances,

Just like how you can’t remember how you looked when you were little,

It feels helpless and sorrowful.

Particularly, when you see your parents turning old and they lose their youthful appearance, it feels even more helpless, trying to remember their young, spirited and healthy selves.

Cindy didn’t want Morgan to reach a day in the future where he had forgotten their youthful faces.

Or even though they could be seen in photos or videos,

The younger him wasn’t a part of those memories.

Cindy felt heartache at the mere thought of it.

“Hence, every moment we spend together, we will carefully record it.

In the future, we won’t forget any of it.” Cindy said to the little one.

“Okay!!” The little one nodded strongly.

Hence, under the photographer’s guidance, the three took video shots in the garden of the mansion.

After that, they got into the car and made their way towards the hotel.

This time, the little one rode with Cindy and Adrian.

They sat in the back row, the little one in between them.

Even when they arrived at the hotel, Adrian went ahead to greet the guests.

Chapter 1276: I Don’t Want You to Go on Alone_1 The little one went upstairs with Cindy Clarke to the guest room.

They went there to change clothes and put on makeup.

Just when it was about to start, someone came to call for Cindy Clarke.

The little one hurriedly followed Cindy Clarke to the banquet hall.

Just going back and forth like this, the little one was quite tired.

“Cindy, you truly worked hard today,” the little one commented.

Cindy Clarke was lifting her dress, and so was someone behind her.

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But she still had to lift the front part herself to walk conveniently.

Therefore, she couldn’t hold the little one’s hand.

Hearing the little one say this, Cindy Clarke laughed, “In a lifetime, there’s only one such day, it’s okay to be a little tired.

Despite the exhaustion, I’m really happy.”

At that point, they had reached the entrance of the banquet hall.

One of the weddng crew members said to the little one, “Morgan Zhekova, it’s time for you to go in first.”

“Here, this is the flower basket.” The crew member handed the flower basket to Morgan Zhekova, “While walking, scatter the flowers.

Don’t worry about running out.”

The crew member explained with a laugh, “We’ve done the calculations.

The flowers in the basket are enough to cover the red carpet, so just scatter them.

Keep scattering them until you reach your father, scatter all the petals, then you can go down with the flower basket.”

“One of the uncles will take over the flower basket, you can give it to him, and return to your place,” the crew member said.

“Like this, your task is finished.”

“Alright!” Morgan Zhekova thumped his chest, “I completely understand, I guarantee I’ll do it perfectly.”

The crew member lifting Cindy Clarke’s dress train was a young girl.

She had a boyfriend, but they weren’t married yet.

Seeing Morgan Zhekova being so cute and clever, she couldn’t resist wanting to get married and have a cute little one like him.

The flower basket was made of plastic woven to look like bamboo.

You wouldn’t be able to tell unless you looked closely.

Therefore, it wasn’t heavy and was very light.

Plus, the petals inside didn’t add much weight, so it wasn’t tiring for Morgan Zhekova to hold.

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The door was opened, and Morgan Zhekova went in first.

Walking alone on the red carpet, he didn’t have stage fright at all.

The banquet hall was quite large.

His small figure wasn’t very noticeable in the banquet hall itself.

However, he was currently walking in the very middle.

The red carpet seemed especially broad, and the road seemed particularly long.

Especially when compared to his small figure, it was more obvious.

At this moment, the guests were sitting on both sides of the red carpet.

Everyone quieted down, didn’t say a word, and their gazes gathered on Morgan Zhekova.

Morgan Zhekova had a red blush on his face, showing a bit of nervousness.

But he still calmly took one step, then scattered a handful of petals.

He continued like this, one step at a time.

Finally, he reached Adrian Zhekova.

Morgan Zhekova looked up at Adrian Zhekova, grinned, and scattered all of the remaining petals.

When he was preparing to go down, he realized that the platform was a bit high for him.

There weren’t any steps prepared for him to go down.

The crew member waiting for Morgan Zhekova in the corner slapped his forehead.

It was their mistake.

He hurried over and wanted to carry Morgan Zhekova down.

But Adrian Zhekova had already scooped up Morgan Zhekova and carried him down the red carpet.

Being carried by Adrian Zhekova in front of so many people, Morgan Zhekova felt a great happiness.

Everyone knew that he had an incredibly loving and handsome father!

When it was just him and Cindy Clarke before, he was truly envious.

The crew member quickly took the flower basket from Morgan Zhekova’s hands and led him back to the Zhekova Family table.

Adrian Zhekova kept watching until he confirmed that Morgan Zhekova was back and seated properly with the elders, then he finally took back his gaze.

Even though Adrian Zhekova didn’t say anything, his silent action was noticed by everyone.

Old Madam Callaghan laughed, “Adrian Zhekova has grown up, he’s a father now, and he’s doing wonderfully.”

From the look in Adrian Zhekova’s eyes, it was clear to all how much he adored Morgan Zhekova.

“Indeed,” Old Madam Wells also nodded with a smile.

Other than the elders in the Zhekova Family.

The Old Master and the old ladies did not sit divided by families.

To facilitate conversation for the old ladies, Adrian Zhekova specifically arranged for the old ladies to sit at one table and the old masters at another.

In this way, they could chat and talk about topics they were interested in more easily.

“To think that little Adrian Zhekova, who used to run around in crotchless pants, now even has such a big child.

He also truly looks the part of a father,” Old Madam Wells spoke nostalgically.

“Who can argue with that.” Old Madam York glanced at the table where Bertrand York and his friends were, “All our children have grown up.”

“Before, even though they were adults, I couldn’t help treating them as children.

On one hand, I was urging them to marry and start a family, on the other hand, I couldn’t imagine them as heads of a family, with their own children,” Old Madam Hamilton said.

“I always wondered, could they be good parents?

Could they bear the responsibility of a family?

Could they take care of the child’s mother?” Old Madam Hamilton said.

“Never thought they would all do so well.”

“It seems that once you reach a certain stage, these things slowly become clear, and you learn on your own,” Old Madam Smith said, “Everyone has their first time being a husband, a wife, a parent.

You always mature as you slowly find your way.”

At this time, as the music sounded, Cindy Clarke also walked in.

She walked alone towards Adrian Zhekova.

Just as she has always stood strong and independent, steadfastly walking out her life paths alone.

So on her wedding day, while walking towards Adrian Zhekova, she was still alone.

Cindy Clarke never felt lonely.

Because the people who loved her were all sitting below.

Even though she was walking alone, there were still people supporting her.

But unexpectedly, Adrian Zhekova didn’t wait for her in his original place.

Instead, he walked towards her.

Cindy Clarke was slightly surprised, but the steps were continuous as she walked towards Adrian Zhekova.

The wedding crew didn’t know why Adrian Zhekova had suddenly changed the plan.

It was different from their preset.

Cindy Clarke’s dress was too long and she couldn’t walk very fast.

Adrian Zhekova walked with big strides, even though Cindy Clarke had started a bit earlier, Adrian Zhekova soon matched the distance she had walked.

They met right in the middle of the red carpet.

They hadn’t even planned it, but it happened so perfectly.

Cindy Clarke gave Adrian Zhekova a surprised look and smiled, “Why did you come over?”

“I couldn’t bear to wait for you any longer, I wanted to come find you,” Adrian Zhekova said, “Besides, you’ve walked alone long enough and far enough.

I don’t want you to walk alone anymore.”

Cindy Clarke immediately understood what Adrian Zhekova meant.

He was not only referring to the wedding ceremony, the road of the red carpet.

But also all her past experiences, her past life, and her future life.

She has walked alone for long enough in her past life.

Now that she has met him, he doesn’t want to let her walk alone anymore.

Chapter 1277: She’s Too Domineering, Isn’t She?_1 Entering marriage is like reaching a milestone in life.

Once you step onto it, you embark on a new journey.

It’s not about starting everything anew, but rather confronting new challenges.

Learning to manage a household, a marriage.

From being a daughter or son, you become a parent.

Adrian Zhekova always felt like the traditional scenario where the groom waits for the bride to walk to him.

As if the groom was her endpoint.

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And the groom does nothing, just waits for the bride to walk to him.

This is inherently unequal.

Adrian Zhekova did not like this, so he did not wait for Cindy Clarke as they had originally agreed.

Instead, he actively stepped towards her.

Much like their own lives.

Both having walked their lifetime alone, they meet each other.

Then, they proceed to walk together, hand in hand.

Adrian Zhekova bent his arm and Cindy Clarke slipped her hand into his.

They both walked to the front.

Under the prompt from the host, they exchanged rings.

A little one sat next to the Old Madam, her soft tiny hands had all but turned red from clapping.

Peggy Lewis kept taking photos for them, looking at them made her anticipate her own wedding with Lyke Zhekova.

Even if she would be tired that day, it didn’t matter to her.

A sheer part of happiness it was indeed.

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Outside the Joyful Hotel, Wendy Clarke pointed out to Joshua Clarke and said, “Dad, you see, I didn’t lie to you.

Cindy Clarke’s wedding is being held today.”

The whole Joyful Hotel was empty.

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They weren’t open for business today.

Even the guest rooms were no longer open to the public.

The Joyful Hotel had locked all the rooms for the day early on, not available for sale.

All of their guests couldn’t make reservations for today.

Those who came early could only stay up to yesterday.

Even when making reservations, you simply couldn’t do so for today.

There was a sign set up at the entrance of the Joyful Hotel.

Announcing that Adrian Zhekova and Cindy Clarke’s wedding is being held today, and the Joyful Hotel wasn’t open for business.

Customers who wished to dine saw this and stopped at the entrance.

Therefore, when Wendy Clarke pointed at the sign, Joshua Clarke could see it clearly as well.

Joshua Clarke opened his mouth, his voice caught in his throat.

“Cindy Clarke didn’t even invite you to her wedding,” Wendy Clarke said, “It’s fine that she didn’t invite mom and me.

After all, this is the situation between us right now.

I’m not expecting our relationship to improve anymore.”

“It’s just as it is.”

“After all, she regards me as her enemy.

This hatred, probably accumulated from our childhood.

She was jealous of me since mom preferred me.

It has piled up over the years, I don’t believe she will ever see us as family again.”

“But dad, you’re different.

Leaving aside how great you’ve been to her since childhood, even now, she only answers your calls and sees you.

She has blocked mom and me on her mobile phone.”

“And if we wanted to see her, it would be next to impossible.

She avoids us like we’re the plague.”

“Comparatively, the fact that she is willing to see you is so precious.

I’ve always thought that in her heart, at least you were different.”

“Getting married is a major thing, she should have told you.

She didn’t have to invite mom and me or save us seats.

She could’ve let only you attend.”

“Cindy Clarke is capable of doing such a thing.

She doesn’t care about saving face.

She could deny her relation to mom and me in front of all these people.

She wouldn’t care if people saw her only invite you.”

“But then again,” Wendy Clarke said, “If she is capable of doing such things, then she wouldn’t mind inviting only you.

But, she didn’t tell you anything.

You only learned about her wedding today from me.”

“When it comes to getting married, doesn’t she have to leave from her maternal home?

She doesn’t have to come back home, but she should at least have a family member present.

If she didn’t even call you, where do you think she left from?”

“From where?” Joshua Clarke frowned, “Could it be from Zhekova’s house?”

This is just too absurd.

Leaving from the Zhekova residence and then marrying into it.

Is she really disregarding her parents and family members that much?

Unexpectedly, the truth that Wendy Clarke told him, was even more unacceptable for Joshua Clarke.

“She left from the Lewis Family,” Wendy Clarke said, “Yes, her best friend’s house.

She has claimed her best friend’s parents as her Godfather and Godmother long ago.

Even their son calls them grandparents.”

“She did not leave from her own home for her wedding but from a stranger’s house.

Which means, she would rather marry from a stranger’s house than find you,” Wendy chuckled coldly.

“Forget about the fact that she didn’t find you; how would her Godfather and Godmother feel?

How did we mistreat her to the point she doesn’t even come home for her wedding or seeing you?” Wendy scoffed, “I suppose, even walking down the aisle with her was her Godfather.”

“Ignoring her own father, not inviting him, and relying solely on a stranger for help throughout.

” Wendy laughed, “Dad, I believe her feelings for you aren’t as she says.”

“I suspect she doesn’t recall or appreciate your kindness towards her, she may even harbor resentment towards you,” Wendy commented coolly.

Christy Xenos, who was standing next to her, chimed in, assisting Wendy like Perry Gustav, even specifically giving Wendy a leeway, “Why does she resent your dad?

She should resent us two.

Your dad has treated her so well; she has no reason to resent him!”

“What did your dad do that she resented him to the point she didn’t invite him even for her wedding?” Christy Xenos asked.

“I am not Cindy Clarke, how would I know the twists and turns in that narrow-minded brain of hers?” Wendy sneered, “But, I did try to guess.”

“Then say it,” Christy Xenos said.

Wendy looked at Joshua Clarke and said, “I guess, it was because dad defended us previously, which upset her.”

Christy Xenos immediately looked stern, “What does she want?

Does she expect your dad to ignore us and sever ties with us too?”

“Did your dad do anything wrong?

Didn’t he just want to help us?

Both you and Cindy Clarke are his daughters.

If either one of you were in trouble, he can’t just ignore it, right?

Or is he only allowed to help her, and not allowed to help you?”

“Both are his daughters; the back of his hand and his palm are both flesh.

When you’re in trouble, how could your dad possibly ignore you?” As Christy Xenos spoke, every sentence struck Joshua Clarke’s heart.

“Oh, so she expects your dad to sever ties with us and she feels satisfied and acknowledges your dad?” Christy Xenos looked enraged, “Then she’s too bossy!”

“I also find her doing this to be unimaginable.

Of course, this is just my guess.

Aside from this, I don’t see any other reason.

I’ve been thinking about it, and the only times dad made her upset was when he helped us.

Aside from this, dad didn’t do anything else to upset her.”

Joshua Clarke fell silent as he was drawn into his memories.

After considering it, it seemed that Wendy was correct.

As Wendy mentioned, since he arrived in Belfard, he hadn’t seen Cindy Clarke that many times.

Chapter 1278: Is it a bit late?

_1 The only few times, were to help speak on behalf of Wendy Clarke.

Each time, Cindy Clarke would be very upset.

Besides that, he never really had any conflicts with Cindy.

Though, Joshua Clarke did have some issues with Cindy too.

Ever since he arrived in Belfard, Cindy didn’t welcome him.

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She always treated him poorly.

Joshua Clarke thought that even if he hadn’t defended Wendy, Cindy would just be the same towards him.

Indeed as Christy Xenos said, they both are his daughters, he can’t possibly not help Wendy when she’s in trouble.

Cindy holding a grudge over this, that’s really unfair.

As Joshua Clarke was thinking over it, he then hears Wendy say: “Dad, about this, I have to say something.”

“You’ve always treated Cindy better than me.

Despite this, I never held a grudge against you, I’ve always been filial.

Why is it when it comes to Cindy, you only helped me say a few words, and she gets upset?”

“She’s always been petty.” Christy Xenos interjected, “Otherwise, she wouldn’t hold a grudge for the trifles that happened in our childhood till now, ignoring the both of us.”

Joshua Clarke turned his gaze to the entrance of the hotel.

Christy Xenos echoed: “Joshua, we have to go in.”

Joshua Clarke hesitated, just as Christy Xenos said: “Even if we don’t go in, you have to.

You have to sort things out with Cindy!”

“But…” Joshua Clarke hesitated, “The wedding is currently underway.

If we go in now, won’t it interrupt the ceremony?”

“The wedding is very important, a once in a lifetime event.

If something goes wrong in between, it will be a lifelong regret.”

“You are still considering her feelings?” Christy Xenos said coldly, “While you’re being considerate about her, has Cindy ever considered your feelings?”

“You’re worried the wedding will have regrets, but has she thought about how this once-in-a-lifetime event, her wedding, that you as the father could not attend, would be a huge regret to you?”

Each word of Christy Xenos strikes hard into Joshua Clarke’s heart.

Joshua Clarke’s eyes are slightly red.

Cindy is the daughter he cherished since she was a little girl.

He still remembers, when Cindy was little, he would let her watch him busily working away in the kitchen.

Cindy would be standing by the side, watching.

She had all kinds of questions, regarding everything in the kitchen she was curious and interested in.

She would do nothing but stand there and watch Joshua cook, never getting bored.

Once the dish was done, he would let her be the first to taste.

Each time, she would say it was very delicious.

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As she got older, she was even able to follow Joshua’s cooking by stepping on a stool.

Later on, the two shared a secret.

That Cindy has an absolute taste.

Up till now, Joshua Clarke has not told anyone about this, not to anyone.

He can still remember, Cindy’s sweet smile when she was a little girl, softly and endearingly calling him dad.

At the time, Cindy was such a good child.

And she liked him so much.

Even when she got a bit older.

Cindy had complaints about Christy Xenos and Wendy.

But towards him, she always trusted and relied on him.

But now, she didn’t even tell him about the wedding.

Did she deliberately hide it, for fear that he might come?

Joshua Clarke can’t help but wonder, in Cindy’s heart, is he the same as Christy Xenos?

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, Christy Xenos rolled up her sleeves and stated: “If you’re not going, I will!

I’m not going for myself, after all, I’m definitely not invited.

My relationship with Cindy has always been this way.”

“But I feel it’s unfair for you, why can’t you attend?” Christy Xenos rolled up her sleeves and stormed to the entrance of the hotel.

As expected, she was stopped even before she could enter.

The hotel’s manager, along with his staff, were on standby outside, in case of any emergencies.

The manager stopped Christy Xenos, stating: “I’m sorry, the hotel isn’t open for business today.”

“We came to attend the wedding!” Christy Xenos shouted loudly.

The manager was taken aback, typically the wedding would almost be over by now, they had already started toasting the bride and groom.

Coming to attend a wedding at this point?

Isn’t it a bit late?

“Please show your invitation.” The manager said.

Chapter 1279: Over Time, No One Can Stand Her_1 Christy Xenos was stunned.

Since when did you need an invitation to a wedding?

She had attended many weddings before.

They would simply show up and be greeted by a relative of the newlyweds at the entrance.

Actually, their main duty was to receive the red envelopes.

They would put the red envelope into a box and then sign in.

Eventually, the red envelopes could be matched with the guests who signed in.

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Beyond that, she had never seen a wedding that required guests to present an invitation.

Rolling up her sleeves, Christy Xenos said loudly, “I am Cindy Clarke’s mother!

Her biological mother is here, and I can’t go in?”

Christy Xenos increased her volume even more, and made wild gestures with her arms and hands.

She waved her arms in circles and exclaimed, “This is the first time I’ve ever heard of parents not being allowed to attend their own child’s wedding!”

Even though Sheng Yue wasn’t open to the public, it was located in a bustling area of Belfard.

Even if their destination wasn’t Sheng Yue, there was always a crowd of people mulling about.

Christy Xenos purposely raised her voice.

She didn’t believe that, if she caused a big scene, they wouldn’t let her in.

They couldn’t just let her cause a commotion in front of their door, could they?

If the whole thing was blown out of proportion, surely it wouldn’t reflect well on Cindy Clarke and Adrian Zhekova.

Not to mention the Zhekova Family—they would lose face, too.

Even if it was just to avoid embarrassment, they should let them in and discuss the matter later.

Whether they could attend the wedding or not was another issue, at least they would be able to step inside Sheng Yue.

Hence, Christy Xenos’s dramatic scene became increasingly outrageous.

She didn’t care at all about losing face.

She wasn’t born a wealthy lady.

In the past, when they were poor, she had to haggle in the market to the point of turning red with anger.

For the sake of saving a few pennies, she would abandon her dignity.

It was only in recent years when they had become rich that she stopped doing that.

But if she had to do it again now, she wouldn’t feel pressured at all.

Sure enough, Christy Xenos’s racket had attracted the attention of many passerby.

Some people kept walking while they looked, without stopping.

However, because it was a rest day,

People had plenty of time to kill unless they had appointments, so many of them stopped to watch the scene unfold.

As she noticed how many eyes were on her, Christy Xenos became even more dramatic: “I still don’t know what we did wrong!

Our own daughter is marrying and she didn’t invite us!”

“Now that Cindy Clarke is rich and has married a wealthy man, does she see us as ordinary and not up to her standards?” Christy Xenos wailed.

“Let others judge.

We are commoners.

We don’t have money or great talent.

We may not understand decorum and may be crude idiosyncratically, but despite all this, do we deserve to be disregarded by our own daughter?”

“No matter how difficult it was, we still managed to raise her.

Now that she has married into wealth, does she think we’re an embarrassment?

Has all the nurturing we’ve done in the past gone to the dogs?”

Christy Xenos turned to face the onlookers and said loudly, “Do you know who my daughter is married to?”

“My daughter, Cindy Clarke!

The one who made a name for herself in the Pingla Culinary Competition.

You can look her up.

And she’s marrying Adrian Zhekova today!

Adrian Zhekova, the CEO of the Pingla Group!” Christy Xenos exclaimed,

“You can probably guess the kind of people who are attending their wedding.

They’re all important figures, CEOs, chairpersons, individuals from large families; all are people of extraordinary status!” Christy Xenos declared loudly.

“So, she thinks we’re an embarrassment.

She was afraid that we would embarrass her.

She thinks we’re not of her standard and would tarnish her image.

I was so angry that I wanted to disown her.

If they disdain us so much, why do we make a fuss about it?”

“However, her father has always been especially fond of her since childhood.

Now he can’t even witness his own daughter’s wedding.

Normally, the father walks his daughter down the aisle, but he can’t even see his own daughter get married.” Christy Xenos howled, but unfortunately, she herself didn’t care about Cindy Clarke.

For some reason, perhaps it was all just fate.

Mother-daughter relationships hinged on fate too.

Cindy Clarke was her flesh and blood.

She knew this clearly.

She wasn’t adopted or anything.

But she just couldn’t bring herself to like Cindy Clarke.

Cindy just seemed annoying every time she looked at her, like she was there to settle debts.

Clearly, Cindy was an ordinary girl.

But she was always competitive and striving for the best.

She constantly showed that she was different from her family members.

She excelled in everything.

She was good at studying, culinary skills, and was successful in whatever she did.

She was conspicuously different from the other members of their family.

The more outstanding Cindy Clarke was, the more ordinary the rest of the family seemed.

Cindy was conspicuous among them, completely out of sync with the family.

Looking at her like that, Christy Xenos didn’t feel the slightest bit of warmth.

She always felt that Cindy looked down on her.

The people who came to watch the drama didn’t care about what actually happened.

As long as they had something entertaining to watch, that was enough for them.

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They each speculated about what had happened, giving everyone a topic for conversation.

They could probably gossip about it for an hour or two.

Especially when it involved the scandals of rich families.

They loved hearing about those.

Poor Zhekova Family, though.

On such a joyous occasion as a wedding, they had to endure such tiresome relatives.

“Oh dear, although it’s not right for the daughter to not invite her parents to the wedding, looking at this, her mother’s family seems problematic too,” people started to discuss among themselves.

Everyone had some dramatic relatives, right?

When it came to these matters, people actually understood quite well.

“Exactly, normally, if you really meant well for your children, even if you are wronged, on such an important day, you would hold it in,” an older uncle, who had a look of knowledge and experience, commented, “If it was me, even if things were really like that, I wouldn’t dare to cause a ruckus on such an important day.”

“Never mind what the daughter’s in-laws might think, or whether they might start having a negative opinion of the daughter and make her life difficult in the future.

Just consider that today is such an important day.

It’s a once-in-a-life-time memory.

I wouldn’t want to cast a shadow on my daughter’s wedding.

When we recall it in the future, it won’t just be the bustle and grandeur of the wedding, but also the family drama.

That would be so terrible.”

“You’re right,” a nearby auntie piped up, “Just by watching how she’s creating a scene, it’s obvious she’s not an easy person to deal with.

Who knows what other reasons she hasn’t mentioned yet?

Anyway, causing a stir in front of her own daughter’s wedding hotel like this is absolutely unacceptable.”

“From what I see, her daughter probably isn’t much better.

They’re both problematic, and neither can claim to be good,” another onlooker added, “Given the way she’s behaving, how good could her daughter be?”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” the auntie retorted, “I’ve seen too many people like her.

No one can stand her in the long run.”

Chapter 1280: Can Continue to Seal_1 The manager knew that he couldn’t let Christy Xenos keep making a scene like this.

But his people weren’t all here yet.

There weren’t as many people at the door.

Despite the fact that Christy Xenos only had two people with her.

But Joshua Clarke and Wendy Clarke were some distance from Christy Xenos.

Both of them found Christy Xenos too embarrassing.

As a result, their positions were somewhat scattered.

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If they couldn’t catch all three of them at once, and only get one, the others would make a fuss as well.

Then the scene would look even more terrible.

The reason why Christy Xenos had enough time to say so many words just now was because the manager was waiting for the security to come and help.

Finally, the manager got a reply.

His people were all here.

Even then, the manager didn’t immediately let his people grab the three of them; after all, there were still so many bystanders outside watching.

He just made a gesture, indicating everyone to get ready.

First, seal off all the exit routes of these three people.

Although the security personnel’s position seemed random and couldn’t arouse suspicion, in reality, they had firmly controlled Christy Xenos and the other two’s position.

Only then did the manager speak to Christy Xenos, “I am sorry, I didn’t realize that you all are from the bride’s family and didn’t mean to stop you from entering.”

The manager raised his voice a little higher so that the onlookers could hear clearly, “The issue is that you guys arrived too late.

The wedding ceremony is almost over, and you just arrived.

It’s impossible for the bride’s family to arrive this late.”

The bystanders upon hearing this realized that it made sense.

They said they were from the bride’s family.

But that’s just what they said and they didn’t present any evidence.

Of course, asking for evidence at this point sounds ridiculous.

Would they call the bride, who is in the middle of the ceremony, to come out and identify them?

That’s like proving that I am myself.

“Actually…” Christy Xenos began to shout.

But the manager interrupted her, “Please follow me, I’ll take you in now.”

Christy Xenos was surprised to see she was allowed to enter so easily.

It seemed that public opinion really had a powerful influence.

She could use this strategy more in the future.

It should work against Cindy Clarke, too.

Make a scene about Cindy Clarke in public, and Cindy Clarke would eventually have to succumb.

“Alright then.” Christy Xenos put on airs and said while turning back to Joshua Clarke and Wendy Clarke, “Hurry up and come in.”

Wendy Clarke’s face was burning.

She didn’t have the thick skin like Christy Xenos to make a scene publicly.

Now, due to Christy Xenos’s call, everyone knew she was with Christy Xenos.

But she couldn’t refuse to go.

Wendy Clarke had no choice but to toughen up and follow.

Joshua Clarke also followed them in.

Christy Xenos proudly strutted in.

Now what about Cindy Clarke?

Eventually, she would be afraid of being embarrassed and would have to let them in, wouldn’t she?

So in this world, the barefoot are not afraid of those wearing shoes.

As long as you don’t mind losing face, those people who care about their reputation have to give in.

The manager led them further into the hotel until they were away from the front door.

Outside people could no longer see them.

The manager subtly raised his arm and made a light wave.

Suddenly, people appeared from nowhere and grabbed Christy Xenos and the others.

Before they could scream, their mouths were immediately stuffed.

The speed of the action was so fast that they couldn’t even react.

The manager couldn’t help but sigh, this was the advantage of having the hotel closed for the day.

As long as they were not seen by the people outside, that was all that mattered.

They didn’t have to worry about hotel guests seeing what was happening inside.

And these men in security uniforms were not the usual security personnel employed by the hotel.

Both Adrian Zhekova and Bertrand York didn’t trust the usual security personnel of the hotel.

The best scenario is if nothing unexpected happens, but in case something does happen.

In terms of force, normal security guards wouldn’t stand a chance.

If a situation arises like now, they would also worry that the security guards wouldn’t remain tight-lipped.

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Therefore, Bertrand York specially called for the guards from within his own family.

Although they were in security uniforms, at least in the eyes of outsiders, they wouldn’t be seen as out of place.

As expected, they came in handy now.

The regular security personnel did not have the discipline and perfect understanding that the York Family’s guards had.

Christy Xenos and the other two looked on in horror.

The manager said, “Take them to the guest room.

Keep a close watch until the end of the wedding ceremony.

Don’t let them out.”

The manager pondered for a while, “Tie them up if necessary.

If it is necessary, you can keep their mouths covered.”

So, the guards simply decided to cover their mouths without thinking if it was necessary or not and took the three away.

Only then did the manager clap his hands, “Alright, let’s continue to stay at the door.”

But he guessed that apart from the variable of Christy Xenos and the other two, there wouldn’t be any other problems today.

The manager went to the door.

The crowd outside enjoying the spectacle had still not dispersed.

Many people were craning their necks to see what was going on inside the hotel.

The manager came out and kindly said to everyone, “I’m sorry for the inconvenience, the issue has now been resolved.

There was a misunderstanding and we have brought those three guests into the wedding venue.”

“They didn’t have an invitation and insisted on attending the wedding.” The manager sighed, “A wedding should be a happy occasion.

We do not want to ruin the memories due to such trivial issues, so I led them in.”

“As for the identity of those three, we are urgently looking to verify that.

After the wedding, they will have to provide an explanation.

There’s no such thing as crashing a wedding without consequences.

This time we did not anticipate such a situation would happen.”

“If this happens again, we will have the experience to handle it.”

With the manager’s statement, even though he explained the situation.

Nobody really knew what happened.

The manager explained it and they all listened.

As for who believed his explanation, there weren’t that many.

The important thing was his last statement.

Indicating that Christy Xenos and the others managed to get in by making a scene.

They did not want to cause trouble during the wedding, so they decided to let them in first and deal with it later.

But after the wedding, a settlement was still necessary.

As for how to settle, it was clear that the ones who caused trouble would not get away easily.

As for others, if they wanted to follow suit and cause a scene to get into the hotel.

They were caught off guard the first time, but they were prepared for the next time and wouldn’t allow such things to happen again.

Advising the people behind them, don’t try to use such underhanded methods.

At the same time, it suggested that Christy Xenos and the other two indeed came to make a scene and were trying to sneak into the hotel.

They had nothing to do with the bride.

There were so many implications, who knows how many people understood them.

But the manager didn’t care, because many things just needed an explanation.

It didn’t matter if you were believed or not.

After all, it was not their problem.

People were just there to watch the fun.

Seeing that the fun was over and Christy Xenos and the others wouldn’t be out for a while.

So the onlookers began to disperse.