Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law Chapter 461 461: The Wedding of the Newcomers (1)1

Julia Bluen cast a pleading look at Glades Horne, truly worried about Rachel Bailey. She felt no concern for her own sister, since their parents had already consented, but the Ruiz Family had not yet agreed to Rachel marrying Hansen Ruiz.

Madam Ruiz was extrely authoritarian. Was she really willing to simply stand by and watch as Rachel beca her daughter-in-law?

"Julia, don't look at Glades. Glades, Mom knows you adore Julia, but today you must listen to . Julia has already run off several tis. She's carrying another life, and if she keeps running around like this, if she gets tired, if the baby is hard, Mom will never let you two off the hook," Mila Anderson noticed Julia looking at Glades Horne and quickly spoke up, fearing that her son, who was addicted to spoiling his wife, would agree to Julia's request.

The Horne Family had all heard about Rachel Bailey and Hansen Ruiz's situation.

Mila Anderson thought that if Hansen were her son, she would also disapprove of him marrying Rachel. Rachel seed sowhat capable—running around everywhere, drumming up business, and starting to see so success in her career. However, with her petite and delicate figure and ordinary appearance, she really wasn't fit to be a nobleman's wife.

Since Rachel was a friend of Julia, no matter how much Mila disliked her internally, she wouldn't show it outwardly, especially since Rachel wasn't marrying into the Horne Family. What did it have to do with her?

Glades Horne received his beloved wife's plea for help. He didn't respond imdiately but instead took out his phone and called Hansen Ruiz, then asked in a low voice, "Ruiz, is everything going well for you? Has your family shown up yet?"

Hansen Ruiz had already arrived at St. Rowan Cathedral, just waiting for the Bailey Family to bring Rachel to the church.

Receiving a call from Glades Horne at that mont, his habitual gentleness was mixed with an undeniable joy he couldn't hide. Just months ago, he had been Glades's best man at St. Rowan Cathedral, and today, after only a few months, it was his turn to be the groom. Recalling the mont he and Rachel reunited there, she, dressed in her bridesmaid gown, had actually looked quite beautiful—at least, he had secretly blinked in admiration a few tis back then.

After hearing Glades's question, he imdiately replied, "No problem, everything's smooth. They... haven't arrived yet." His own last words, however, made Hansen Ruiz a little uneasy.

He was the eldest son of the Ruiz Family, and his parents doted on him. But because he was marrying a woman not chosen by his mother, did that an his mother wouldn't allow his father and brothers to attend the wedding?

Looking around, all his friends were present. He had many groomsn, a veritable entourage, and each was a friend, an influential figure. He often relied on the help of these friends when working for Glades Horne.

"Hmm," Glades Horne ended the call and then looked at his beloved wife, saying gently, "Julia, don't worry. Ruiz said his family hasn't shown up yet. We all have to trust in Ruiz's capability; he won't let his family cause trouble for your friend. Co, let's go inside. Marcel is about to leave for the church, and you need to rest for a mont." While speaking, Glades Horne took Julia Bluen's hand and led her inside.

Knowing that he wouldn't be as compliant as usual and that she really shouldn't be running around in her current state, Julia Bluen chose to comply.

「Emperor Hotel」

In a spacious and elegant room within the hotel, a makeup artist was busy applying makeup to Rachel Bailey.

Rachel was dressed in a silver wedding gown worth over a million dollars. She had said that such an expensive gown was not necessary, but Hansen Ruiz insisted that as his bride, he wanted her to be the most beautiful and esteed bride. She could only accept his decision, as it was often difficult to change Hansen's mind.

Clothes make the man, just as gold makes the Buddha shine. Adorned and made up, Rachel looked several tis more beautiful than usual. Her bright, captivating eyes were especially striking—shy yet coquettish. Her gaze, brimming with happiness, made her eyes even more enchanting, compelling those who saw her to wish her well and to be happy for her love as it led her toward the red carpet.

Mr. and Mrs. Bailey were outside, attending to the guests of the Bailey family.

The Bailey Family had reserved an entire floor at the Emperor Hotel, which showed that the family's fortunes were actually quite substantial, though they were humble and never liked to flaunt their wealth excessively.

Suddenly, several luxury cars pulled up in front of the Emperor Hotel and ca to a stop.

Madam Ruiz erged from the first car. Standing at the entrance of the Emperor Hotel, she first looked up at the opulence of the hotel, then a look of disdain and mockery appeared on her lips. Did the Bailey family think that having Rachel exit from the Emperor Hotel to go to the church would elevate her status? If the Bailey family could afford to book an entire floor of the Emperor Hotel, wasn't it just her son's money after all? Otherwise, the Baileys probably couldn't even afford a single al there.

She had investigated the Bailey family. They weren't very poor and could be considered a well-to-do household. But the Emperor Hotel was a different league. Just stepping in and casually ordering a few dishes could cost several thousand dollars.

Hansen Ruiz insisted on marrying Rachel, and she could not stop him, nor did she dare to try anymore. Ti and again, she had attempted to drive Rachel away, only for her son to discover her sches. She knew better than anyone the depths of her son's patience, but also the fury he was capable of if pushed too far. If she continued to force her opposition, she feared he might truly beco that taphorical man-eating tiger, destroying all the wealth, status, and power she cherished. She couldn't afford to lose.

However, she couldn't just turn a blind eye to it all.

Today, she had brought the prominent ladies of the Ruiz family with her to stir up trouble and humiliate the Baileys. With the Bailey family's lowly status, they shouldn't even dream of forging a connection with the Ruiz family. The Ruiz family would never acknowledge such a match.

"Mom, Mom, don't go in!" At that mont, a Lamborghini pulled up swiftly in front of the hotel. A man in a black suit with a red tie, Simon Ruiz, hurried out of the car. Seeing Madam Ruiz and the group of ladies poised to enter, he rushed up to his mother, blocking her path with a pleading look in his eyes. "Mom, please don't do this. Brother will be very angry if he finds out. Today is Brother's big day. Haven't you always wanted to see him get married? Now he is, just as you wished. You should be happy. You should be heading to the church now, ready to witness their vows."