Chapter 512 Maeve’s Return
“Why?”
Raymond sneered and looked back at the lively and enchanting wedding behind him.
“If Maeve discovered everything after the wedding, few would know even if she sought revenge.”
“But today is different.”
The entire elite of Adania was present.
Everyone connected to the Tanner family was here.
Everyone associated with Miles was here.
In such a lavish wedding banquet…
He wanted everyone to know that this wedding was a sham!
He wanted everyone to witness how Cherise and Damien break up!
The wedding was still going on with full enthusiasm. It was a lively celebration.
In front of their loved ones, Cherise and Damien exchanged vows with the priest officiating. They then served tea to their parents and close family members in gratitude, including Charisa, Beckham, Mr. Tanner, and old Mr. Lenoir.
In the evening, a grand banquet ensued.
Cherise graced a fitted red dress, while Damien appeared in a navy-blue suit with gold accents.
No lighting engineer was necessary; their casual presence stole the spotlight, making them the most prominent figures of the night.
The banquet commenced.
Cherise and Damien walked arm in arm, raising a toast to each guest individually.
“Tired?”
During a toast, Damien leaned close to Cherise and whispered.
Cherise nestled into his arm, her lips curled into a joyful smile, and said, “Not tired.”
She was overjoyed to share such a romantic and significant moment with everyone.
How could she be tired?
The man smiled subtly, “I’m glad to hear.”
He lifted her chin gently, his voice tender with a hint of teasing, “Remember, tonight is our wedding night.”
Cherise was slightly taken aback.
Wed… wedding night?
She looked at his face in astonishment, “You’re thinking about that now…”
“This is exactly when I should be thinking about it.”
The man smiled as he leaned closer to her, “Who believes that abstaining on the wedding night. brings fortune and happiness?”
“Tonight, my dear, is the real wedding night.”
Cherise was left speechless, so surprised that she couldn’t find the right words to express herself.
“How do you…
How did he know what she was thinking back then?
The man smiled subtly. “Aunt Wanda told me.”
Cherise was speechless.
She turned to look at Sarah, laughing and chatting with Charisa at the table.
How could Aunt Wanda… reveal everything?
“Alright, onto the next table.”
The man’s deep voice echoed in her ear.
Cherise turned her head and hurriedly followed him to continue with the toast.
Midway through the toast, a murmur swept through the crowd, “Who is that person over there?”
Cherise furrowed her brows slightly and glanced in the direction the person was pointing –
At the banquet hall entrance stood a woman in a white dress.
She wore a face mask, and her slim figure exuded a regal air, inspiring reverence..
There was a moment of silence in the hall.
Almost every guest turned around to look at the woman at the entrance.
A security guard hurried over and inquired, “May I ask who you are…
“Maeve Lenoir.”
The woman’s thin lips parted slightly as she enunciated her name.
An uproar erupted in the hall.
Maeve Lenoir’s name was familiar to many.
The public’s knowledge of her ended with the fire thirteen years ago.
It was widely believed that she perished in the blaze..
