Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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“Okay.” Anastasia nodded and a member of the make-up team cover to help her with the wedding dress.

The way to the ballroom was adorned with a trail of flower petals. After spreading the train of the dress, the staff retreated to their positions before the cameraman cover. Shrouded by the warm sunlight, Anastasia began to walk down the floral path like a graceful princess.

From the monitor, she seemed so relaxed and calm as she flashed smiles at times to the camera as if she couldn't smother the sweetness of honey in her heart. Even the cameraman couldn't handle her beauty. What a gorgeous bride.

Any man would lose their heart to such mesmerizing beauty.

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Lifting the hem of the wedding dress, she took light steps to proceed forward with mixed feelings. Feeling shy yet determined, she was walking alone without any company, but there was no smidgen of solitude that engulfed her, for she was going to meet the man she loved the most and spend the rest of her life with him.

The employees, who were standing outside while watching her happy face, were feeling envious.

As Anastasia walked down the long corridor, she noticed that the ballroom was full of people attending her wedding with Elliot when she arrived in front of the entrance.

The flower girl and page boy were waiting for Anastasia alongside the three bridesmaids. Looking at Jared, who was wreathed in smiles, she couldn't help but smile. Just how happy is he to be smiling so brightly? But I'm over the moon too.

Jared was fulfilling his task dutifully together with the adorable little girl who was chosen amongst the Presgraves. She looked so cute in the pink dress that Anastasia hoped that she would be able to have a daughter in the future.

“Miss Anastasia, you're so pretty.” “Thank you.” Anastasia smiled.

When they were waiting outside, the ballroom was filled to the brim with guests, who were reveling in the merriment.

The front seats were taken by Harriet and other senior members whereas the important guests were seated behind them.

Mingling among the prominent figures was Sophia, the nobody, who was right next to Arthur to witness the big day from the best spot.

“Woah! He's so handsome!” exclaimed Sophia while covering her mouth when she saw the bridegroom marching onto the podium.

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Hearing her exclamation, Arthur glanced at her swooning face as her eyes zeroed in upon Elliot.

Arthur turned sideways and questioned with gritted teeth, “Have you not seen a handsguy before?” She shifted her gaze to Arthur, who was a good-looking man as well. However, the bridegroom had a warm disposition while Arthur had the frigid personality of a never-melting iceberg. To see Arthur acting warm was harder than becoming a millionaire overnight.

“The bridegroom is really handsome. He's the hottest guy I've ever met.” Sophia gave a certain answer.

He glared at her in response. “He’s not yours anyway.” She burst into laughter. “At least | can still admire his looks!” With an intense gaze, he observed her closely, admitting that she had an eye for gowns. Under the illuminating light, the champagne-colored fabric enhanced her fair skin and delicate make-up. She was like a peach that kept alluring one to take a bite of her.

“Why are you staring at me? Have you fallen for me?” She propped her chin with a mischievous look.

Arthur snorted. “Nonsense.” She let out a coquettish smile before approaching him. “Young Master Weiss, am | that ugly?” At that moment, her engaging visuals etched deep into his heart since her face didn’t even cclose to the definition of ‘ugly’.

He had seen many pretty women since he was young, but he couldn’t even remember their faces later. Yet, Sophia's bright eyes were always sparkling like the starry sky, so appealing that Arthur couldn’t avert his gaze from them.

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