Chapter 138: The Auspicious Hour Has Arrived - The 'Defective' Billionaire and His Relentless Appetite for Me - NovelsTime

The 'Defective' Billionaire and His Relentless Appetite for Me

Chapter 138: The Auspicious Hour Has Arrived

Author: Mist Qiran
updatedAt: 2025-09-23

CHAPTER 138: CHAPTER 138: THE AUSPICIOUS HOUR HAS ARRIVED

She felt that if you set aside the lack of misery, William Foster almost perfectly fit that label.

Thus, she couldn’t help but imagine what kind of unique and enchanting charm he would display if he were clad in garments from ancient dynasties.

Thinking of this, her heart fluttered with a small sense of excitement and anticipation.

The red bridal veil slowly descended onto Clara Bennett’s head, and she was cautiously escorted into the wedding venue.

For this special ceremony, the entire Foster estate had undergone a complete transformation.

The previously Western-style villa had been redecorated into a purely traditional Chinese building, appearing as resplendent and magnificent as a palace in the clouds.

Inside, everything from decorations to furnishings had transitioned to a classical design, and even the main hall for celebrations was brimming with historical and cultural ambiance.

Even several elders, who were accustomed to modern living, were forced to wear retro attire to appear before everyone.

When Mr. Foster first donned this outfit, he couldn’t stop adjusting his clothes and asked the surrounding family, "Do you think I look a lot like an ancient marquis now?"

Facing this slightly self-satisfied question, the second elder merely gave him a contemptuous glance and answered directly, "In my opinion, you look more like an old landlord from the past!"

Upon hearing this, the third elder gently stroked his beard, sighed, and said, "Actually, I think we look more like ministers who could be executed by the emperor at any moment... After all, serving the king is the most dangerous thing!"

After these words fell, everyone was taken aback and no one said more.

At that moment, Arthur Davis walked in, dressed in a carefully tailored guard’s outfit.

This outfit was not only fitting but also looked exceptionally neat and tidy.

The three uncles gasped in amazement at the sight of Arthur Davis.

This young man’s demeanor and bearing were simply impeccable.

Ah, to be young!

Their attire made them look like extras in a historical drama, while this young man, with just a casual guard outfit, appeared so handsome and suave. The contrast was too stark.

While they were marveling at the charm of youth, James Bennett also walked in.

Today, he specially changed into a classic outfit, making him look particularly elegant and handsome, as if he had walked out of a painting.

Seeing James Bennett’s appearance, the three uncles felt their hearts nearly overflowing with envy and jealousy, almost to the point of bubbling over.

Mr. Foster, looking at the scene before him, couldn’t help but mutter, "Dressed like this, even in ancient times, this guy would surely be a prince-level figure."

However, James Bennett himself didn’t take all these words of praise to heart.

He glanced at the time on his wristwatch, then reminded the elders: "Clara should be arriving soon, shouldn’t we start preparing?"

These words finally brought the three uncles back to reality from their musings, and they hurriedly rushed to their respective work areas to carry out final checks and arrangements.

Meanwhile, in a corner, William Foster stood quietly.

He wore a luxurious red brocade robe, gently holding a few strands of hair in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips.

His gaze seemed a bit out of focus as he murmured, "I wonder if Clara will like my attire today."

Even for someone as nearly perfect as William Foster, he still meticulously groomed himself on his wedding day, striving for perfection.

Suddenly, a loud voice called out from the wedding venue: "The auspicious time has arrived! The bride may enter!"

With the voice of the host, the traditional red bridal veil on Clara Bennett’s head completely obscured her view, preventing her from seeing anything outside.

She tightly held the bright red silk ribbon in her hand, the other end of which was tied to a vividly blooming red flower, symbolizing a bright future with the groom.

Guided by her brother James Bennett, her hand was gently held, and with complex emotions, she slowly walked towards the long-awaited William Foster.

Although William Foster and Clara Bennett’s relationship hadn’t been publicly disclosed yet, precautions were taken just in case.

If in the future Sir Bennett learns that the two have married, they can have another wedding.

But before that, William Foster decided to hold a concise yet grand ceremony for Clara Bennett.

Though not large in scale, he hoped this special wedding would once again prove to her family the importance and depth of his feelings for this relationship.

Even though it was a simple wedding, no detail was overlooked, and every step of the ceremony was intact.

From the selection of guest lists, venue decoration, to the choice and design of attire, every aspect was arranged flawlessly, reflecting the highest standards and sincerity.

For this couple, even a small wedding needed to be made extraordinary and unforgettable.

Through this wedding, William Foster expressed his deep care and affection for Clara Bennett to her family once again.

His actions were not merely verbal promises; he left no stone unturned, putting all his efforts into making the other party feel his dedication and true feelings.

Though the guests were few, they were all close family and friends of the couple, which didn’t hinder the warm and lovely atmosphere of the entire event.

Additionally, each step of the process remained orderly and respectful.

Even though some traditional customs were simplified, the essence that was preserved remained deeply moving.

The face of every participant was filled with blessings and support, emotions so sincere that they transcended any ritual formalities.

James Bennett himself, being in the jewelry business, knew at a glance during the planning period that the wedding attire and phoenix crown were worth a fortune.

As a professional appraiser, he had a keen sensitivity to the value of precious items and almost instantly judged the exorbitant price behind these jewels at a glance.

Especially when he saw the exquisite ornaments around the bride’s waist, he was simply astounded. They were encrusted with pearls, jadeite, and various gemstones of different sizes.

The decorative belt around Clara’s waist alone, adorned with pearls, jadeite, and jewels, left people in awe.

Further examining the luxurious and extraordinary phoenix crown on her head, adorned with a multitude of brilliant and rare gems, its opulence made it difficult to even estimate its actual worth.

This was not merely an accessory, but a work of art, bearing the crystallized labor and wisdom of countless artisans.

Perhaps, the price of this phoenix crown alone could surpass the famed seventy-eight million Conch Pearl ring from the past.

The comparison might be exaggerated, but it indirectly highlights the unparalleled value of this set of wedding items.

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