Everywhere was busy and bright. The big hall was filled with people, music, and laughter. Beautiful flowers decorated every corner, spreading their sweet scent through the air. The sound of voices mixed with the soft melody from the band, and the chandeliers above sparkled like stars.Margret stood near the entrance, greeting guests with a polite smile. Richard, stood beside her, nodding and shaking hands as more people arrived. They looked proud and happy, though both of them wore the kind of smiles that came from duty, not joy.“It’s such a beautiful day,” Margret said to one of the guests, her voice calm and polite. “We’re glad you could make it.”The guest smiled and walked inside. More people followed, chatting, laughing, and taking pictures. The air was filled with the smell of perfume and the rustle of elegant dresses.Robert soon walked in with Liza beside him. Liza looked stunning in a soft blue dress that shimmered with every step she took. Her hair was perfectly styled, her

Margret’s face changed the instant she saw him. Her smile vanished, replaced by shock and anger. She clutched her purse tightly and walked toward him, her heels clicking hard against the marble floor.“Well, look who we’ve got here,” she said coldly, her voice loud enough for everyone nearby to hear. “The coward husband who ran away.”Gasps echoed from the guests. Some turned their heads, others leaned closer, eager to hear more.“What do you want here, Karvel?” Margret demanded, her eyes flashing. “Haven’t you done enough damage already?”Before Karvel could reply, Richard stepped forward, his tone sharp and full of disgust. “How dare you come here, you poor thing?” he spat. “You have no right to walk into this hall. You should have stayed hidden where you belong.”Karvel stood still, his face calm, his hands in his pockets. He didn’t answer. Instead, a small smile appeared on his lips — quiet, confident, and dangerous.His silence made Margret even angrier. “Don’t you dare stand the

“Karvel?”Alex’s voice broke through the tense silence as he stepped forward, adjusting his suit. His face was filled with anger and disbelief. “Are you trying to ruin my wedding?”All eyes turned toward Karvel again. The tension in the air grew heavier. Elena stood frozen between them, her eyes darting nervously from Alex to Karvel.Karvel took a slow step closer, his gaze calm but cold. “I’m not here to ruin anything,” he said, his voice steady. “I’m here to take back what belongs to me.”He looked straight into Alex’s eyes. “You have no idea what it feels like to take something that isn’t yours,” he continued. “It never ends well. You might think you’ve won, but in the end, you’ll lose everything. And that’s exactly what’s going to happen today.”The crowd gasped softly at his words.Alex clenched his fists. “How dare you talk to me like that?” he snapped. “You’re nothing but a desperate man who can’t accept that he’s been left behind.”Karvel tilted his head slightly, unbothered.

The hall was still buzzing with whispers after the dramatic scene that had just unfolded. Liza had stormed out in anger, and everyone was still trying to process what had happened. The video, the truth, the tension — it all felt like a storm that had just passed.Karvel stood calmly in the center of the hall, his hand still wrapped protectively around Elena’s. The guests stared at them, some in awe, others in quiet respect. Patricia’s eyes were full of relief, while Margret still looked stunned and angry.Morrison stepped forward, his usual playful grin returning. He clapped his hands lightly, breaking the heavy silence.“Well,” he said, glancing at Karvel with a smirk, “I think that’s enough drama for one day. Let’s leave the story for another time.”A few guests chuckled softly, easing the tension in the room.Morrison turned to Karvel. “Now, Young Master,” he said proudly, “let’s take your new wife home. I think she’s had enough chaos for one day.”Karvel gave a small nod, then loo

Morrison got out first, stretching his arms a little. He looked tired but satisfied. He turned toward Karvel and Elena, who were still seated inside. “Young Master,” he said with a grin, “I’ll be heading home now.”Karvel frowned slightly. “Why are you going home early tonight?” he asked, studying Morrison like he was trying to read his face. “You usually stay behind until everything’s settled.”Morrison rubbed the back of his neck and laughed softly. “There’s something I need to attend to, and it can’t wait till morning. It’s important, Young Master.”Karvel nodded slowly. “Alright, I won’t keep you then,” he said. “See you at the office tomorrow morning. Don’t be late — I’ve got plans for you.”Morrison smiled and saluted playfully. “Yes, sir. And by the way, congratulations — you got your wife back. That’s a big win tonight.”Karvel laughed softly. “Thanks, Morrison. Drive safe.”Morrison waved before getting into his car and driving off into the night, the headlights fading into t