Drake's Romance for His Wife

"I have told you many times that the Marshal isn't available. He won't see you. Get lost!" "Commander Travis Wilds, please, I beg you, allow me to meet with the Master. The Lester family sincerely invites him to return and inherit the position of the family heir. The Old Lester misses him very much!" In Metrobay City, several dozen men dressed in black stood respectfully in a row near the Paradise Hotel. The butler, leading them, desperately pleaded with a military officer in front of him. "Didn't I make myself clear?! The Marshal won't see you. Don't you understand?!" Travis's eyes were filled with anger and mockery as he raised his voice again. Hearing his mocking tone, the butler felt a flare of anger but held it in. The Lester family was a top-tier family. Under normal circumstances, no one dared to speak to him in such a manner, not even a military officer. But today, he was there for a favor. Moreover, this officer wasn't just a nobody—he served the Lester family's young heir. The young heir was Drake Lester, not only the heir to a top-tier family but also the Federation's most powerful Lord of War, unmatched in strength and wealth! Thinking of this, the butler kept his head down, his face full of pleading. "But he is still the only heir of the Lester family… please…" "You reminded me! The Marshal asked me to pass on a message," Travis interrupted. "Please, I'll do whatever he asks…" the butler responded with hope, thinking Drake was giving the Lester family a chance. But Travis's expression grew even colder as he said, "The Marshal said he doesn't care about the position of the Lester family heir! Ever since you kicked him out of the family ten years ago, he has had nothing to do with the Lester family!" Seeing the butler's shocked expression, Travis added, "If you don't leave now, I'll slaughter all you Lester lackeys for the Marshal. Now get out!" As he spoke, the officer's powerful killing intent surged, enveloping everyone present. The butler, though experienced in handling difficult situations, turned pale at the officer's words. It was only after Travis left that the butler unclenched his fists. 'Even a subordinate is so strong. How powerful must the Master himself be! I wonder if we will ever have the chance to meet the Master again.' Meanwhile, Drake, whom the butler was desperately trying to meet, had arrived at the Paradise Hotel. The hotel lobby was bustling with people coming and going. Today, the Sanchez family, a wealthy family in Metrobay City, was preparing a grand wedding for their granddaughter, Cheryl. Drake took a deep breath and pulled out his phone. "Travis, how are things going?" "Sir, everything is arranged. The girl you've been searching for these ten years—her information has been sent to your email. Also, I've driven away the Lester family members for you." Drake didn't bother with the Lester family matters and immediately opened his email. In the file, there was a photo of a beautiful girl—none other than Cheryl Sanchez, the granddaughter of the Sanchez family. As Drake looked at Cheryl's picture, he couldn't help but pull out a wrinkled burger wrapper. His memories flashed back to ten years ago. At that time, Drake had just been kicked out of his family, wandering the streets in despair. Just when he was on the verge of starvation, a beautiful little girl had given him the only burger she had. That burger had saved his life, and shortly after, he was taken in as a disciple by a mysterious master. Not long after, Drake reappeared with terrifying strength, sweeping across battlefields and crushing his enemies. In the end, he became a Lord of War who made the world tremble. Drake's fingers gently brushed the photo on his phone. The girl in the photo, Cheryl, overlapped with the girl from his memory. "Cheryl, I've finally found you!" *** At this moment, Paradise Hotel was filled with guests and colorful lights. Sitting at the top was the head of the Sanchez family, the white-haired Michelle Sanchez. In charge of welcoming the guests was Cheryl's aunt, the alluring Sabrina Sanchez. Ever since the Sanchez family's eldest son passed away, Sabrina had taken over most of the family's business in Metrobay City. She was elegant, sharp-witted, and Michelle's favorite. The person responsible for arranging the scene was Cheryl's second uncle, Lawrence Sanchez, who wore a dark expression. Although Lawrence wasn't as capable as Sabrina, he had the responsibility of expanding the family's market. He was also the son that Michelle valued. Cheryl, who was supposed to be the main character of the wedding, was locked up in a private room in the hotel with her parents. Outside the private room, two burly men stood guard. In the private room, Cheryl sat there in a wedding dress. Her skin was snow-white, and she was peerlessly beautiful. But now she was holding the wedding dress with both hands. Her fingertips were red, and her bright eyes were filled with grievance and sadness. Opposite her were Cheryl's parents, Ian Sanchez and Mandy Sanchez. As the youngest son of the family, Ian had been weak and sickly since he was young. Now, he even had to bring an oxygen tank with him when he went out. Because of this, Michelle looked down on him the most, and Ian's family was often treated with disdain. They were like servants, with no status in the family. However, Ian had one good daughter—Cheryl. After graduating from university, Cheryl joined the family business and quickly displayed extraordinary abilities, securing multiple projects for the family. Her performance made the other siblings of the Sanchez family appear especially incompetent, particularly Sabrina's daughter, Ashley Sanchez. Under such circumstances, schemes began to emerge against the outstanding Cheryl. Today's marriage was a trap prepared by Sabrina and Lawrence. Mandy listened to the noise outside, her face flushed with anger, her body trembling. She gritted her teeth and said, "Ian, if you're still a man, go and reject Michelle's decision right now." Ian lowered his head and cowardly remained silent. Mandy stared at him angrily. "Do you want to ruin our daughter's happiness for the rest of her life?" Ian's lips trembled. "This is a marriage arranged by Sabrina. We can only accept it." "You can only accept it?" Mandy glared at her incompetent husband, unable to contain her anger. "Ian, do you know what kind of person they have arranged for Cheryl is?" "I know..." Ian lowered his head in pain. "They've found a retired soldier with violent tendencies, who's unemployed... and has even killed someone..." Mandy shouted at him, "If our daughter marries this madman, it will be headline news all over Metrobay City. We'll all be made into clowns. This is a deliberate humiliation to our daughter, purposely making her unable to hold her head up!" Ian's heart was filled with pain. He knew that he had let down his daughter and his wife, but what could he do? In the Sanchez family, no one could disobey Sabrina's orders. Ian looked at his daughter guiltily and touched the oxygen machine weakly. His breathing was short and weak. At this moment, Cheryl stood up, holding back her tears of grievance, and said softly, "Mom, Dad, if I don't agree to this marriage, we will be kicked out of the Sanchez family, and Dad won't even have money for his treatment." Sabrina's impatient voice came from outside, "Cheryl, come out now. Do you want the guests to keep waiting?" "For dad's sake, I will agree to the Sanchez family's conditions." Cheryl gritted her teeth and walked out with determination. Watching his daughter's trembling back, Ian reached out with a shaky hand, wanting to say something, but it fell back weakly. Mandy had already turned her head in pain. She couldn't bear it anymore. "Oh my god, why did such a tragic thing happen to my daughter? Why does the Sanchez family treat her this way?" Outside, the guests were all raising their glasses and looking at the stage in front of them with different expressions. Cheryl walked out step by step. Her beautiful wedding dress could not hide her sadness. "Congratulations, Ms. Sanchez, on your wedding today." "Ms. Sanchez is truly stunning today. I wonder which lucky man gets to marry such a beautiful angel." These guests all knew the inside story, and there was a strange smile in their blessings. Of course, Cheryl could tell that these people were gloating. Her eyes turned even redder. Seeing this scene, Sabrina and Lawrence couldn't hide their ridicule. Cheryl's husband was selected from a group of homeless people on purpose. Not only was he a poor man, but he was also a veteran with violent tendencies. Such a husband was enough to make Cheryl ashamed in all of Metrobay City, let alone inherit the family business. On the grand stage, Michelle slowly stood up. The scene instantly fell silent. Sabrina immediately ran over and helped the old lady up. "Mom, it's time to introduce the groom." Michelle nodded with a smile and took the card from Lawrence. After a quick glance, Michelle smiled and spoke into the microphone, "Dear friends and family, I now announce the groom chosen for my granddaughter, Cheryl Sanchez. He is the grandson-in-law of the Sanchez family selected by us!" After saying that, the old lady looked toward the back. At this moment, the spotlight illuminated the back. Everyone looked over curiously. The figure standing in the spotlight was none other than Drake Lester!