The lawn of Scott's manor was a sea of countless white roses, with enormous fireworks exploding in the night sky, and even the air was filled with the fragrance of roses.
Raymond wore a custom-made white suit, his fingertips repeatedly stroking the edge of the velvet ring box.
He lifted his eyes towards the entrance, where Irene was gracefully approaching in a light pink mermaid gown.
The surrounding guests all raised their phones to take pictures, and someone remarked with a smile, "Mr. Scott's affection for Irene is truly rare! Unlike Serena, who always had to try hard, back then they didn't even have a proper wedding ceremony."
Raymond's smile vanished instantly, and his aura suddenly turned cold. When he turned to look at the speaker, the chill in his eyes made the person instincti
