CHAPTER 440: CHAPTER 440: A WORLD-SHATTERING WEDDING (1)

With only seven or eight minutes left before the wedding, Betty Chapman came to the lounge once, reminding Gina Sutton to get ready, as the ceremony would soon commence.

She didn’t linger in the room and went off to the event to mingle afterwards.

With just five minutes left before the wedding, Summer Sutton began to doubt her own judgment when a steady, unperturbed footstep suddenly echoed outside the lounge.

Clunk, clunk, clunk—clearly the sound of a man.

Summer Sutton paused, her fingers halted in the midst of arranging flowers.

Before she could peek outside, Gina Sutton’s voice rang out, "Who are you?"

The man’s gaze swept over her, a cold smile on his lips, "Second Young Miss Sutton really has a poor memory! You don’t even remember the voice of a man you once spent the night with?"

Summer Sutton listened intently to their conversation, her face suddenly lifting.

It’s that man!

She was right; he truly came!

She stood up, pressing her body against the wall to avoid making any noise, listening intently to what was happening inside the room.

Gina Sutton seemed to be in shock, her mind buzzing.

Staring at the man’s face, she was pale with fear, speechless for a long, long time.

The man standing at the door was a stranger she had never seen before.

Appearing so openly outside her lounge, a place where anyone could enter at any moment, he showed no intention of hiding.

At the Walyon Family wedding, many bodyguards were arranged to be at the scene.

The entrance was meticulously guarded; without an invitation or a suspicious identity, it was impossible to be at the hotel.

Yet this man had come, he was right by her side openly!

In a sleek, fitted suit, he seemed more like a guest invited to the wedding!

The Walyon Family wedding invited only the elite or wealthy groups, suggesting this man’s background wasn’t simple either.

Gina Sutton looked at him blankly, cold sweat streaming fiercely from her face.

If this man was of high status, how could she possibly deal with him?

"Wh-what night? I don’t know what you’re talking about." Her eyes darted around in panic as Gina Sutton pretended not to understand.

"Looks like Second Young Miss Sutton truly has a bad memory. No worries, I can remind you!" The man stepped towards her, coldly curling his lips, reminding her bit by bit, "That night, over four months ago on a cruise ship. That night, you drank a tainted juice in the lounge room and entangled with me until midnight."

"That night, you clung to me, repeatedly asking for more."

"That night, you were insatiable no matter what."

He narrated many things, and with each phrase, he stepped forward.

That night’s incident was something Gina Sutton had always wanted to bury, to pretend it never happened.

Suddenly being called out, with each detail laid bare, Gina Sutton couldn’t bear listening anymore.

Before he could finish, she angrily interrupted with screams, "Stop saying that! Shut up! Shut up! That juice, you tampered with it, didn’t you? You framed me, you violated me! It’s all you! It’s all you!"

Swinging her fist, intending to strike, the man grabbed her wrist, lifted it, and violently threw her aside.