PopularNovelRussell's fingers tightened around his wine glass, but his handsome, refined face maintained a flawless smile.
"I'm glad you both could make it. Thank you for the well wishes," he said, preparing to move on to the next table.
"Wait, my wife hasn't spoken yet," Lucas interjected, stopping them in their tracks.
Now, there was no way to leave. With everyone's eyes on them, making a scene would surely becthe talk of
Cloudflare City.
Aveline exhaled a quiet sigh, lifted her glass, and looked at Russell and Rina. "Wishing you both a happy
marriage and that all your dreams ctrue." "Thank you," Rina responded cheerfully, her voice sweet.
In Rina's mind, as long as Aveline was with Lucas, she posed no threat.
There was no need to target Aveline anymore.
If Lucas liked Aveline, there was no harm in acting friendly around her.
Lucas turned his gaze to Russell. "So, what do you think? Did my wife say it well?"
Aveline felt her patience fraying.
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"Is this man insane?" she thought.
She reached over to pinch his waist, only to find firm muscle beneath her fingers. He deliberately tensed up,
making it impossible for her to get a good grip. So annoying!
Russell's enigmatic gaze lingered on Aveline for a moment before he nodded. "Thank you, Mrs. Tudor."
With that, he and Rina moved on to the next table.
Finally, it was over.
Aveline relaxed, turning to Lucas and whispering harshly, "You did that on purpose, didn't you? Are you out of
your mind?"
Her warm breath brushed against his ear, and he swallowed, his voice lowering to match hers. "Aveline, | just
want you both to see clearly-you two aren't right for each other." Aveline fought the urge to roll her eyes and
chose to ignore him. As if his little show was necessary; she was never once interested in Russell.
Deciding not to dwell on it, she focused on her meal instead.
After the banquet, the celebration shifted to a lively ball upstairs in the main hall.
The lights on the dance floor flashed brightly, and naturally, Russell and Rina were the center of attention.
However, with Rina being pregnant and unable to dance, the rest of the young guests took over the dance floor.
Aveline thought she could leave after attending the wedding, but Lucas had other plans. He grabbed her hand
and pulled her toward the dance floor! "Do you know how to dance?" Lucas asked, holding her hand and looking
down at her.
Aveline replied, "I'm a bit tired. | just want to go back and rest."
"But the wedding isn't over yet. Wouldn't it be rude to leave now?" Lucas countered.
Aveline's clear eyes were cool as she looked at him. "You've already achieved what you chere for. Why do
you need to stay?"
Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Achieved something? What could that be? | have no hidden agenda."
Playing dumb now, were we?
He was doing this on purpose!
Not wanting to argue with him further, Aveline said, "I don't know how to dance, and I'm tired. | need to rest,"
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Lucas watched her retreating figure, a complicated expression flickering in his eyes. As he glanced up, he
noticed Russell standing on the
second-floor balcony, looking
down,
his gaze clearly focused on Aveline.
Ha! Married and still thinking about Aveline-how shameless.
Without hesitation, Lucas made his way upstairs and positioned himself beside Russell, also gazing down at
Aveline, his eyes softening with an almost tender look.
"It's been a while, but you seem to have changed a lot, Lucas," Russell broke the silence first.
Lucas replied with a chilly tone, "As long as she likes it, I'm willing to change in any way. But you..."
He paused, then smirked. "You'd better hold on tight to the Johnson family's coattails. You wouldn't want to slip «
up and end up with nothing, would you?"
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