Jaxon walked to the podium with all eyes on him. Their stares were filled with surprise and awe. How was it possible? No wedding was announced. And according to what they were told, Rachel was out of the country, doing her business. Looking around, she wasn’t anywhere close by. Rachel is the daughter of the Greysons. Georgia had to hide her state from them. They had to go far in telling that lie, or else the family would see it as an opportunity to take Diego out of the presidential position of his corporation. Jaxon faced them, smiling broadly. Although he was still moved by their aura, he decided to push it all aside and face them. They were all people like him, and he would surely meet them countless times before the deal was over. “Good day, everyone. Uncles, aunties, cousins. It is a pleasure to meet you all. I have heard so much about you from Rachel, and I must say, I am impressed.” He spoke into the mic. Felix drew his brows together, forming a hard line on his forehead a

Their eyes widened when they saw the stack of money on the floor, which fell from Felix’s bag. They were all shocked and concluded he was the thief. Felix remained unmoved and unbothered as murmurs spread behind him. “How dare you steal my money?” the owner roared, staring daggers at Felix, as if wanting to squeeze the life out of him. “Right now, you’re dead!” he threatened. “You shouldn’t assume that money belongs to you. Why don’t you calculate it first?” Felix suggested calmly, not fidgeting even in front of the man’s bulging muscles. “How dare you talk back when you should be kneeling on your knees!” the owner spat, his voice thundering through the hall. Felix rolled his tongue in his mouth and calmly placed both hands in his pockets. “I don’t accept you being disrespectful,” he said. From where he stood, Ryan was fuming with anger. It should’ve been in