"Did you guys plan all this to embarrass like this?" Byanca said, her hands clenched into fists, gripping her dress tightly.
"I had no intention of doing this. But your attitude of not wanting to admit what you did at a family gathering forced to do it. Even though I warned you in a very subtle way, you didn't care," Devan replied.
Mrs. Seira who heard that fell silent, her head throbbing even more. Her hands trembled violently, and the next second the middle-aged woman fell and passed out.
"Mom..." Devan imdiately approached his mother.
While Byanca who saw that instantly froze on the spot, and the next second she turned around, took off her high heels, walked out of the room at a fast pace, her face turning red.
"Where are you going?" shouted Jerry, Byanca's father. The man imdiately followed his daughter.
"Mom, wake up," said Devan trying to wake his mother.
"Sir, how is it?" Has this event been stopped?" A man's voice was heard from next to the altar, it was from the priest who presided over the wedding ceremony. The microphone attached to his clothes made his voice echo throughout the room.
"Devan what are your plans next?" said Mr. Atmadja. In his current position, he also didn't know what to do, because there were so many guests and dia covering it.
"NO, THE EVENT WILL CONTINUE," a scream echoed from the doorway. And it ca from Grandma.
Instantly everyone turned to the source of the voice.
"The event will continue, we can't possibly disappoint the guests," she added with a smile on her lips. She was alone, making the guests wonder what the old woman ant.
"What does it an? Devan, do you know what your Grandma will do?" asked Atmadja turning to his son.
While Leo and his mother glanced at each other with a smile on their lips. Naila, the woman did not understand all that was happening in front of her.
"You'll find out soon enough, Dad," replied Devan.
"Now, it seems you have to take care of Mother first, Daddy. Don't worry about this event," he added, adding to the man's confusion.
anwhile, Grandma, who was standing proudly at the door, slowly backed away and seed to be pulling the hand of soone who seed to be standing next to the door. And it was a small child.
Everyone's confusion escalated. Seeing the boy, everyone imdiately felt as if they saw Mr. Devan in a child's version.
"Who is that?" is the sa question that cos to everyone's mind.
"Co on, honey," Grandma said again.
It turned out that it was not only a child, but there was also a very beautiful girl appearing right behind her, and a man seed to be standing next to her as if accompanying her.
They are Dave, Claire, and Aaron.
"She's so beautiful," said a guest admiring Claire.
Claire's body was clad in a pure white dress with pearl and flower embroidery on each end, her slightly parted cleavage managed to reveal her smooth shoulders. Her long hair flowed with a tiara decorated with Swarovski which attached like a crown on her head added to her beauty.
Make-up that looks simple and natural makes her look beautiful like an angel. Even the word beautiful is not enough to describe her current appearance.
It is very beautiful. Even Devan was speechless. The man was so srized, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. If any heart had legs, it might have jumped out of place.
Instantly the guest beca silent. Quiet and lonely, everyone seed to admire the beauty of the woman who had just appeared behind the door with Grandma.
"Devan, what is this?" asked Mr. Atmadja confused.
"She is my angel, Dad," said Devan subconsciously, his eyes never blinking a bit.
Hearing that, Mr. Atmadja just sighed deeply. "Alright, I'll leave everything to you. I want to take your mother to the room," he said again then picked up his wife and walked aside, out of the altar. As much as possible not to spoil the new atmosphere that has just been created in the room.
"Eh, isn't that Mr. Aaron?" chirps a guest and manages to wake everyone up.
"Mr. Aaron?" another guest said.
"Yes, that's right. He is Aaron Smith. The Smiths is one of the richest families in Australia," said another.
No wonder many guests recognized the man because so of them had interacted with the family. Whether because of business or other matters. With the fa of the Smith family, anyone would recognize him.
Hearing his na being called, Aaron stopped his steps then turned and bowed to the guests, saluting. After that, he resud his steps, following Claire who was already a few steps away from him.
As for Grandma, the old woman smiled. This morning, She visited Claire and her grandson only to help her prepare and accompany her to this event.
Then, Dave, the boy didn't ask much and just obeyed where Grandma would take him. Dressed in a small tuxedo accompanied by black boy-style loafers, he looked very handso and genius.
Various questions and conjectures arose in the minds of the guests. However, they were just silent and waited patiently for what would happen next.
Walking on the flower-strewn red carpet, Claire's steps were neither fast nor slow. Following shyly behind Grandma.
However, her steps suddenly stopped when a navy tuxedo wrapped around her exposed shoulders.
"Devan, what are you doing?" said Grandma, turning to her grandson who suddenly acted strangely.
"I don't want everyone to see her skin, Grandma," Devan replied and stood right in front of Claire.
"You are so beautiful, my angel," said Devan and then kissed the back of the woman's arm in a princely style to his princess.
As if understanding the situation, Aaron walked slowly and just followed behind. Escort his nephew to the altar.
"But at least, use your own, Devan. I also want to look perfect in front of my woman," said Leo walking down from the altar while holding Naila's hand. The man's clothes were only a white shirt, while his tuxedo was taken by Devan by force.
Hearing Leo's voice, Claire blushed. A blush filled both of her cheeks. Seeing Naila's presence, Claire couldn't help herself.
"Naila?" she muttered.
"Co on, don't mind them both, honey," Devan whispered sensually in her ear and managed to break the silence in the crowd.
Everyone felt jealous of the interaction that was in front of their eyes, instantly forgetting the unpleasant incident that happened a while ago.
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