Chapter 1948

By dawn, the groom's wedding motorcade rolled up outside.

Randy, dressed in a sharp white suit, strode into the house.

He was slightly out of breath, and his hair was a bit messy. But it didn't affect his brilliance.

"Erica, I'm here for you." He beamed, dropping to one knee, ready to hand her a bouquet.

Debra cleared her throat. "Forgetting something?"

"What?" Randy blinked, confused.

He'd gone over the pickup routine with Marion. Nothing else came to mind. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ FιndNovel.net

"The bridesmaid gifts," Liza said, arriving late.

Her flight had been delayed. Otherwise, she would have joined in the preparation.

Theda entered right after her. "No one's blocking the door, but you gotta step up. The bridesmaids need gifts."

"Gifts." Randy faltered.

He'd been too caught up fixing the venue mess to remember the gifts.

Desperate, he shot a pleading look at Marion.

Cool as ever, Marion pulled several bank cards from his pocket and handed them to Debra, Theda, and Liza.

Randy sighed in relief but soon realized a problem. He leaned in, whispering, "Where'd you get that money?"

"Who said it's mine?" Marion shrugged.

"Wait. You're getting a salary from Debra now?"

"Nah. I grabbed them from your wallet."

"What?"

"Problem?"

"No, not at all."

After swearing his loyalty to Erica last time, Randy had handed over his entire fortune to her.

The three bank cards were all that was left. And now, they were gone.

Randy sniffled, turning to Erica. "Babe, you gotta believe me. I'm all in for you."

"I know," she replied, grinning from ear to ear.

After the car whisked Erica away, Debra and Marion hopped into another vehicle.

"These cars look familiar," Debra said, squinting. "Aren't these the ones Caleb sent for our wedding?"

"The original wedding cars are out of commission," Marion replied.

"Why?" Debra blinked.

"Well..." Marion almost blurted out the truth but quickly caught himself. "The rental company had an emergency."

"Huh? What about the venue? Is it far?"

"Not far. You know the place."

"I know it?"

Soon, the car pulled up to a hotel.

When Debra saw the sign, she rubbed her forehead. "Okay, so why's the wedding at Maple Hotel?"

"For a lot of reasons," Marion replied, dodging the question.