Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 344: Unwarranted Hatred

Outer venue.

Basil Smith and Emma Lewis were still greeting guests. Emma Lewis didn’t quite enjoy this kind of pleasantries, but today was a big event. She looked at Basil Smith beside her and continued to cooperate properly.

The gift-giving was ongoing too.

Nancy Allen, after chatting with her parents and teachers, also handed over her gift.

At this moment, two Capital City socialites were also carrying gifts, walking over with Nancy Allen.

Seeing Nancy Allen, both of them were somewhat astonished that someone could be so stunning!

Just standing together with her, without comparison, they were completely overshadowed.

This made the two socialites, who usually liked to compete with each other, instantly feel gloomy.

Who is this woman? How could she be so inconsiderate! Seeing them coming to present gifts, she didn’t even step back to let them go first.

Not everyone knew Nancy Allen. The incident from years ago where Nancy Allen and Godfery Shaw almost died was a big deal, but Riverwood City knew it the best while the Capital Circle just caught some news reports.

Besides, five years had passed already, and those old photos had been thoroughly removed by Godfery Shaw, no matter how big the commotion was back then, with time, people gradually forgot. They didn’t know who Nancy Allen was, only thought she was someone from Riverwood City.

The feeling of being completely overshadowed by such beauty and aura was exceedingly uncomfortable.

The only advantage they held now was that they were from the Capital City, while this woman seemed to be from this little place in Riverwood City.

The two women squeezed past Nancy Allen directly to present their gifts.

The registering attendant promptly said, "Capital City, Benson Family, a collectible string of East Pearl."

"Capital City, Milton Estate, an Akari Red Coral."

A round of praise emerged from the surrounding audience.

The two women slightly tilted their chins at Nancy Allen.

Nancy Allen kept her eyes straight, entirely ignoring the gazes of those around her. She was used to being watched and didn’t care whether others looked at her or not. She went forward with her gift.

Emma Lewis saw Nancy Allen bringing a gift, immediately showed interest, and walked over with Basil Smith, wanting to open the gift personally.

This focus of Emma Lewis made some unfamiliar with Nancy Allen pay even more attention to her.

Emma Lewis opened the simple packaging box.

Everyone saw that it was a model of a battleship, which did not seem to be a collector’s item or any famous masterpiece. Some parts were not quite standard, as if it was a beginner’s work.

Basil Smith and Emma Lewis’s wedding represented the Lewis family and Godfery Shaw. Was such a simple gift appropriate for such an occasion?

The previously overshadowed socialites couldn’t help but cover their mouths and chuckle.

However, Emma Lewis’s eyes lit up upon seeing the gift, and she asked Nancy Allen, "Did you make this yourself?"

Nancy Allen nodded, saying softly, "I asked a model maker for guidance, and Godfery Shaw helped too."

Emma Lewis said with a beaming smile, "I really like it. This is my favorite gift I’ve received today."

Emma Lewis carefully stored it, worried that it might get damaged at the venue, and immediately asked someone to help her send the model back home.

The previous two socialites’ faces turned uglier.

Among the gifts given together, theirs were evidently more expensive, yet Emma Lewis didn’t even glance at them. But she treasured that crude model as if deliberately humiliating them.

If it were anyone else, they would have already left in a huff.

But facing the Lewis family, they didn’t have that qualification.

Though many in the Capital Circle privately sneered at the Lewis family as nouveau riche, the Lewis family truly had wealth, which these supposed socialites could not compare.

This resentment, unable to be directed at the Lewises, naturally fell upon Nancy Allen, believing it was Nancy Allen who made them lose face.

Thus, Nancy Allen inadvertently attracted animosity, although neither she nor Emma Lewis noticed.

The auspicious time for the wedding was approaching, and most of the guests had arrived.

Nancy Allen also entered the venue and sat in the guest section.

The outdoor wedding venue had guest seats on both sides, with a flower arch made of metal frames in the middle, covered with red carpet.

Basil Smith stood under the flower arch.

Mr. Lewis held Emma Lewis’s hand, walking towards Basil Smith.

Usually rough around the edges, Mr. Lewis’s eyes turned redder with each step, and upon reaching Basil Smith, he seemed about to cry.

When he spoke, tears couldn’t be held back. He quickly wiped them away and choked out, "Son-in-law, I... I hand over my dearest daughter to you. You must take good... good care of her."

Mr. Lewis stumbled over his words.

Yet no one laughed in the crowd.

Emma Lewis, who had been in high spirits and carefree, couldn’t help but tear up at this moment, "Dad, don’t cry. I’m not far away. At worst, after marriage, I can come back home to live."

Mr. Lewis panicked, "What nonsense are you saying! Once you’re married, you’re no longer a child. Regardless of words or actions, you mustn’t just think about yourself."

Basil Smith, beside her, took Emma Lewis’s hand, saying, "Father, it’s okay. She can be as she is now, even after marriage. Earlier she had both of you, now there’ll just be an extra of me."

Emma Lewis felt touched.

Mr. Lewis listened, satisfied with Basil Smith’s sentiments, but frowned at Basil Smith’s previous title, "Why ’Father’? This is a wedding; call me ’Dad!’"

Basil Smith paused, then called out, "Dad."

Mr. Lewis handed Emma Lewis over to Basil Smith, patted Basil Smith’s shoulder, and left the stage.

Basil Smith held Emma Lewis’s hand, walked along the red carpet, towards the stage.

The wedding commenced.

The big screen started playing the journey of Emma Lewis and Basil Smith’s acquaintance and companionship, with the host delivering heartfelt words in this warm atmosphere.

Both sides of the guest seats were quietly looking at the wedding. Sophie Allen, acting as the flower girl, carried the flower-adorned rings and walked onto the stage.

Everyone quietly watched the wedding.

But from Godfery Shaw’s side, he gradually furrowed his brows. Where was Hailey Smith?

The wedding had already begun, at this crucial moment for Basil Smith, yet Hailey Smith still hadn’t returned.

Godfery Shaw had called Hailey Smith before, but the call was hung up, and the next went unanswered.

He arranged for someone to search but got a reply saying they hadn’t found anyone nearby.

A sense of foreboding washed over Godfery Shaw, possibly something had happened.

No matter how unreliable Hailey Smith could be usually, he always took his brother’s matters seriously; it was impossible for him to miss such an important day as his brother’s wedding.

At least two more hours were needed until the wedding concluded.

Godfery Shaw did not disturb the wedding proceedings for Basil Smith but quietly withdrew to the outer venue.

After stepping outside, he contacted his own people to start searching for Hailey Smith.

Planning to directly request the deciphering of Hailey Smith’s top-secret locator.

Every confidant of Godfery Shaw carried a top-secret locator, invisible to anyone usually, but deciphered only when danger was suspected.

Now Godfery Shaw suspected Hailey Smith might have encountered something hazardous.

Nancy Allen had been watching the wedding, but suddenly noticed Godfery Shaw was gone.

After waiting a bit for Godfery Shaw to come back, Nancy Allen rose to check outside.

She went outside but didn’t find Godfery Shaw; instead, she bumped into two women in dresses.

Nancy Allen didn’t know them, but wearing dresses outside indicated they were wedding guests.

She started walking outward, intending to call Godfery Shaw.

However, these two women blocked her way.

Nancy Allen’s gaze fell on these two women.

One was in a red dress, the other in black. The woman in the red dress held a white cat, stroking it while arrogantly asking Nancy Allen, "Which family are you from?"

Nancy Allen frowned, turned to leave. She wasn’t a patient person to begin with and had no time to entangle with strangers.

The woman in the black dress circled behind Nancy Allen, blocking her retreat.

Two women, one in front and one behind, obstructed Nancy Allen.

Nancy Allen’s expression darkened, her gaze icy.

The woman in the red dress sneered, "Why are you running? Why don’t you answer when asked something? Are you mute?"