Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 978 Sympathy Without Principles Moonlight: [This is so sour! Even security guards are riding BMWs! All these luxury cars on the streets, what will happen if | own one tool] Sunset: [Yeah, that's right! So what if every security guard has a BMW? So what if they buy land to build a wedding venue? So what if they have an 80-million-dollar wedding dress? (laughs with tears)] Sunflower: [Does the Crawford family need a dishwasher? | can sweep the floors too!] Dandelion: [Me! Me! Me! | can clean the toilets!] Moon & Star: [Some people just can't maintain their dignity! Does having money mean you have to abandon your pride? Have some shame! Get lost, let me handle this.] In every live-streaming room, the appearance of the Crawford family instantly skyrocketed their popularity.

As the car door at the forefront opened, the groom stepped out and extended his hand to help the bride out of the car.

Lisa was nervous, and the narrow car door made her worried about scraping her diamond.

As she got out of the car, she stumbled and plunged directly into Anthony's arms.

The force pushed Anthony two steps backward.

"Cough..." Anthony finally managed to stop, nearly coughing up his lungs.

Lisa looked up with an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry!" Anthony couldn't help but smile and gently patted her head. "No need to apologize.” The live chat was quiet for several seconds. Why? Because everyone was taking screenshots...

After taking the screenshots, the live chat erupted again: Sunny Side Up: [OMG, is this the groom!? Is this the bride?! This is my new favorite couple!] Sunflower: [A handsome, mature man, and a cute, lovely wife! Ahhh! Truly a perfect match for a wealthy family's CEO!] Fishy: [I dropped my melon seeds! Then | picked them up again! | got so excited that my mom asked why | was screaming while watching a livestream!] Anthony held Lisa's hand and slowly walked towards the dreamy rose garden.

Members of the Crawford family came out of the cars one after another, ready to welcome the guests.

The live-streaming rooms operating the drones were instantly packed with fans, and they were more excited than on New Year's Day.

"The golden boy of film, Jonas!" Indeed, the genes were strong, and jealousy spread across the internet: Not a single one of the golden boy's brothers isn't handsome! Jonas' fans were cheering loudly outside, holding up placards: "Wishing happiness and eternal love to Jonas" brother on his wedding day!" Anyone who didn't know would have thought it was Jonas getting married.

The wedding scene was indeed bustling and lively! Amidst the excitement, Helen mingled with the crowd, following the guests from the other side.

Bettany and Hugh stood at the entrance of the Rose Manor, wearing smiles, receiving the guests. Lisa and Lilly had already gone to the designated makeup room to prepare.

Anthony and the other brothers scattered around, exchanging greetings with the arriving guests.

Helen deliberately avoided these areas. With such a grand wedding, the Crawford family had invited many guests, and naturally, there was a distinction between the familiar VIPs and the ordinary guests, managed by the etiquette hostesses for registration.

"Are you with the groom's party or the bride's party?" The etiquette hostess politely asked the elderly person who approached, her smile fading slightly.

Helen replied ambiguously, "I'm with the groom's party, a distant relative of the second branch..." The etiquette hostess nodded, "Alright, please register on this side, and can you show your invitation?" With so many people, many were trying to sneak in, making the invitations crucial.

Helen didn't have an invitation. Even if she wanted to fake one, she couldn't because each invitation had Anthony's handwritten signature...

"Ahem, | forgot to bring it, but you can call Miss Hannah from the Crawford family. She will recognize me." The etiquette hostess immediately became less accommodating. "I'm sorry, without an invitation, you cannot enter. Alternatively, you can make a call for someone to come and receive you." Helen's face reddened, and she angrily lowered her voice, "What do you mean? Look down on me, huh? Who do you think you are... just an etiquette hostess hired by the Crawford family!" "I've already said that I'm a relative from Hannah's side! If you don't believe me, you can go and get Liam and Hannah!" "I'm old. Do you think | would come here to freeload? What the hell..." The etiquette hostess was speechless. She could see what this old lady was thinking.

Being guests of the Crawford family, they were genuinely concerned about offending any important guests. But with so many people trying to sneak in, especially those livestream hosts trying to earn money through gifts, they had encountered countless situations like this! They had seen all sorts of tricks! Who knew if this old lady was another new trick they had come up with? "I'm sorry, please leave!" The etiquette hostess directly drove her away without courtesy.

With so many people, sometimes being a bit harsh was necessary to control those who wanted to slip through the cracks.

Helen felt utterly embarrassed and humiliated. As a relative, shouldn't she be allowed to attend a wedding banquet? Was it normal to kick someone out at a joyous event like this? Helen couldn't help but wipe her tears. "Bullying an old lady! Where's your conscience? I've already said I'm a relative from the second branch. If you don't believe me, you can go and find Liam and Hannah!" "Don't touch me! Let me go..." Blair, as a wedding dress designer, although he had fewer chances to make alterations now, still attended the wedding as a guest.

And what he witnessed was an old lady being ruthlessly driven away by the etiquette hostess.

He frowned slightly, feeling sorry for the old woman.