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As Marcus concluded his conversation with a fellow businessman, he approached Mylo and Delmor.

“What were you two discussing? From a distance, it looked like you were on the brink of a heated dispute. Show some decorum on a day like this.”

Marcus turned his attention to Millie, gesturing for her to join him as her discussion with Miss Fairclough concluded.

Mylo shot a stern glance at Marcus.

“Why even think that? We’re not about to start a brawl at a wedding. If we were going to fight, we’d at least choose the stage for a showdown.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Resentment brewed within Mylo at the perceived injustice of Marcus already being married while he and Delmor remained single. The constant pressure from their parents to find a partner only exacerbated their frustration.

Yet, his thoughts drifted to Millie, prompting him to share a suggestion.

“Speaking of which, have you ever considered organizing a wedding for Millie? It hardly seems fair that she was married to you without experiencing a proper wedding ceremony. She’s susceptible to gossip, you know. Consider the opulence of Miss Fairclough’s nuptials. A fleet of luxurious wedding cars, a ten- meter-long bridal gown, and a grand fireworks display are planned for the evening-a testament to Mr. Lawrence’s devotion.”

They were aware that a Thomas family wedding would naturally eclipse the current one.

Marcus raised an eyebrow and countered, “Why the haste? Moreover, it’s none of your concern, is it? Focus on your own matters. You might end up remaining unmarried even as I become a parent.”

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Mylo and Delmor exchanged resolute glances, unyielding in their determination.

“Don’t underestimate us. We’ll prove you wrong.”

Delmor echoed, “Indeed, I’ll inform my mother to aid me in finding a girlfriend.”

“What’s the topic of discussion?”

Millie approached with a smile, curious about their conversation.

Marcus enveloped Millie in his embrace, a gesture that affirmed their bond.

Millie graced the day in a light yellow dress, her hair arranged elegantly, imbuing her appearance with a youthful charm. Her countenance bore a radiant smile, an embodiment of her affable nature.

Beside her, Marcus donned a dark blue suit, his presence exuding an air of stability and handsomeness. Together, their combined aura nearly threatened to overshadow the bride and groom.

“We were discussing how the two of you are inadvertently stealing the spotlight from the bride and groom. It’s their special day, after all.

Why dress in such resplendent attire? It’s rather inconsiderate,”

Mylo chided with a playful roll of his eyes directed at Millie.

“Oh, please, it’s even more inconsiderate to break so many hearts, don’t you think?”

Mylo shook his head helplessly, his prior suggestion to hold a wedding for Marcus and Millie now feeling like a questionable endeavor.

Marcus, his tie slightly loosening, regarded Millie with an affectionate smile.