Immediately, all the guests glared at Gillian with hatred and disdain. Such a vile younger sister; how dare she hurt her elder sister? So what if Gillian is beautiful? She's very heartless!
“Gillian, you cruel woman, when will you stop treating Willa like this? She's your older sister.” Luke chided with a bellow and made his way toward the sad and trembling Willa to hug her.
Gillian laughed coldly, finding everything hilarious. Willa came forward to say a bunch of things herself; how did it become her fault? “Treat Willa how? She came here to say a bunch of things and began to sob herself. What should I do?”
“Do according to Willa's order.” Luke shamelessly retorted. “You know Willa's health has always been frail, yet not only did you push her hard in the dressing room earlier, but now you make her cry…” Luke declared in anger.
The crowd hissed upon hearing Luke's words, and their gaze toward Gillian became more hostile. How can this bride be so wicked? Thankfully, Gillian isn't married to any of their family members.
Seeing the gaze surrounding her, Gillian understood what Willa was trying to do. Willa was trying to spoil her reputation completely. Perhaps she'll be the first bride with the darkest history by the end of the day.
Gillian took a deep breath and suppressed the pain running chaotically through her heart.
“Well…” Gillian shrugged and smiled craftily, making Willa's heart turn cold. It doesn't matter whatever she says; to them, she'll always be the bad person while Willa is the good person, so why should she hold back?
"Since elder sister wants my forgiveness so much, why don't elder sister kneel to this younger sister and apologize?” Gillian demanded in a calm tone, her back straight, giving one the image of a powerful, independent woman.
Willa's sad expression froze, and her eyes flashed. She had always been the one to knead Gillian; how did it end like this? How could she kneel to that b***h? Of course, she can't! She was unwilling to!
Seeing Willa's expression, Gillian sneered coldly. “Didn't elder sister want my apology so much? I gave elder sister a choice. What? You can't do it? If you can't do it, then don't come over to my presence and start crying righteously. It's disgusting!” Gillian expressed coldly, dealing huge blows to Willa.
Tears welled up in Willa's eyes, and her body shook in Luke's arms. Luke's heart broke at the sight, and he glared at Gillian angrily. “Gillian, don't go too far!” Luke scowled angrily.
“Go too far?” Gillian scoffed. When Willa and her boyfriend cheated Gillian on her engagement, it ended with Gillian being the vile woman. When Willa purposely fell herself in the dressing room, she was still the vile woman. Now that Willa appeared from nowhere and said something, it was still Gillian who went too far!
“I only gave my righteous elder sister a choice; how did it end up with me going too far?” Gillian expressed in a pitiful yet calm tone before purposely turning toward Willa to ask, “Right, elder sister?”
Willa bit her lower lips and clenched her fist anxiously.
She knew that if she replied to Gillian's question with a yes, that meant she'd have no choice but to kneel. However, if she says no, that means she was being hypocritical like Gillian had just called her.
Willa can't deny that Gillian struck her with a huge blow. How did this naive girl suddenly become scheming?
Upon hearing Gillian's words, the hall went silent, staring at the two siblings and waiting for Willa's reply.
Willa's face paled, and she gnashed her teeth. She really didn't want to kneel to this b***h. Not at all. She anxiously directs a glance at her parents, Luke and Ivy. “I…”
“Gillian, how can you be so shameless as to request your elder sister to kneel? Not only did you refuse to attend your sister's engagement because you fell in love with your brother-in-law, but now you want your elder sister to apologize to you because you carried an illegal touch! The heavens must be really righteous to get you married to someone like Augustus Albrecht. I heard that he's so ugly that he wears a mask, not to disgust everyone. So what if he's rich and marries you as a wife? At the end of the day, you're just a nanny, just a slightly rich nanny.” Ivy walked toward the three who had attracted the guest's attention and yelled righteously.
“Enough Ivy,” Willa yelled in a sad voice filled with righteous indignation. “I won't let you continue to trash Gillian. I believe Gillian isn't like you depicted. Gillian is just hot-headed due to annoyance.” Willa cried out pitifully, her words subtly meaning that Gillian was being hotheaded.
Gillian clenched her fist and turned to leave the altar. Anyway, the wedding is a mess at the end of the day, so why should she stick to any rules when there is the presence of Willa, Ivy, and Luke to spoil it for her?
Ivy c****d her chin and eyed Gillian in disdain. Suddenly, she grabbed Willa's hand with excitement. “Cousin, I saw a gifted car outside. Is this a gift from..."
“Hello, please. I'm seeking Miss Arison, please. A customer ordered a custom-made ALT car and asked the company to deliver it to Miss Arison today.” An elegant man in his thirties suddenly announced in the hall.
A shocked gasp befell the hall immediately. A custom-made ALT car. What company is ALT?
ALT is one of the most famous car companies in not only the country but the whole world. However, all ALT car releases are limited-edition, and the cars are always sold out before their release date.
Moreover, one doesn't only need money and connections to get a hand on it; one also needs luck. And hearing that the car outside was a custom-made one made everyone shocked.
Ivy's lips parted in a gasp, and her grip on Willa tightened, believing that the car couldn't be anyone else than Willa.
Earlier, when Ivy wanted to enter the hall, she saw the car, and it was so beautiful that it stole her heart away. She felt envious, just seeing it.
Ivy stared at Willa in awe and excitement. “Cousin, it turns out you owned the car.” She turned toward Luke and asked, “Big brother Luke, did you order the car for cousin as an engagement gift? So romantic," she expressed, causing a shocked gasp to befall the hall.
Gillian paused in her tracks and stared at Luke with myriad emotions running through her.
Willa's hand wrapped around Luke's hand fondly, and her heart was extremely sweetened. She lifted her chin and directly stared into Luke's eyes with teary eyes. “Luke, I just casually mentioned ALT; you shouldn't have taken such a huge measure to buy ALT to surprise me. You could have used it to fund the company…”
Luke wrapped his hand around her waist, confusion deep in his eyes. “As long as you're happy, what’s the company compared to you, darling?”
Willa's face lowered, and red crept on her face. “Thank you, Luke.”
Gillian's fist clenched, and her heart tightened with pain. She had multiple times mentioned to Luke that ALT was her favorite car brand, but he had always brushed it off.
However, Luke gifted Willa a car on her wedding day, hurting Gillian's self-esteem. She dug her fingers into her palm, thinking that she must have been blind to like Luke for years.
“Cousin, stop delaying. Quickly go over to accept your gift. The man is waiting.” Ivy beamed and hurriedly beckoned Willa.
“What are you talking about?” Willa chided Ivy demurely at her eagerness. Elegantly, she began to catwalk toward the man in the suit.
All the prestigious young ladies in the room couldn't help but sigh in envy. Not only is Willa the beautiful heir of Arison's company, but she's also engaged to Luke Anoult.
Upon arriving at the man's presence, Willa bowed slightly, her actions depicting elegance. “Hello, I'm Arison's daughter, you…”
The man nodded his head. “May I ask which of Arison's daughters you were?"
“Are you kidding? Everyone knows sister Willa is Arison's legitimate daughter.” Ivy fired harshly and pointed at Luke. "Quickly, look, this is CEO Luke Arnoult, who ordered the car from the ALT company. Hand over the"
Before Ivy could complete her words, the man in suit quickly walked toward Gillian and bowed slightly. “I'm sorry, Miss Gillian. I hope you're not infuriated by the mistake I made.” He stretched the keys toward Gillian. “Here's the key to your custom-made ALT car.” The man conveyed, causing a whole pandemonium to befall the hall.
Wasn't the car ordered by Luke as a gift to Willa? How did it belong to Gillian?
“What? Are you mistaken? How can this b***h own the car?” Ivy shrieked in indignation and envy.
The man turned toward Ivy in disgruntlement. Ever since he arrived, Ivy had been staging her play, making him extremely dissatisfied. “Miss, this is one of the bride prices prepared by Mr. Augustus Albrecht; I'm not mistaken.” He retorted coldly.
The man in the suit turned toward Gillian with a fawning smile. “Young Miss Gillian, will you please come along to check if the car is custom-made to your liking?” the man gently conveyed.
“What?” The Arison, Luke, Ivy, and Willa's expressed, their expressions turning ugly.
Willa's fist clenched, and her body shivered in indignation. How can it be? How can the car belong to Gillian? What rights does Gillian have?
Gillian's eyes widened, finding everything incredible. Just earlier, she thought the car belonged to Willa, but unexpectedly... An amused chortle fell past her lips. It was such a fierce face-slap.
Gillian's heart couldn't help but soften toward her husband and his family. Although he didn't attend the wedding, he made sure to uplift her image in the presence of the guests to show that he cared enough.
Gillian smiled beautifully, and she nodded her head. “Yes, please," she uttered with a calm smirk under the glare of her family.
Suddenly, Gillian swept a mischievous glance at Ivy, Willa, and Luke. “Elder sister shouldn't brazenly hoard a gift. Next time, younger sister might not be the victim.” Gillian conveyed. Her words implied that Willa tried to snatch her gift, even though it wasn't Willa's own.
Willa's expression turned ugly, and she gnashed her teeth in hatred. That b***h! She swore to pay her back.
Gillian gave them a sweet smile before she elegantly followed the man to the parking lot where the car was currently parked.
Upon arriving at the parking lot, a new, shiny, neat white ALT car filled her vision. A shocked gasp fell out of Gillian's lips. This was the dream car she secretly designed… No. This was multiple times more beautiful than the car she secretly designed. How did Augustus know about it?
Gillian's body trembled in excitement, and her body began to pound. “I…”
"Please get into the passenger seat, Madam.” The man in the suit politely conveyed
Gillian sucked in a cold breath to calm her nerves, and she slowly nodded. “Yes, thank you.”
Upon opening the door, Gillian's black eyes came into contact with beautiful, dominating pitch-black eyes. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted at the man's impeccable, handsome features. Is this her….
The man suddenly broke into a childish grin and called in the most pleasant, deep masculine voice Gillian had ever heard.
“Wife.”