The next Friday arrived.
That day, the entire city seemed to have its eyes on Dream Land. Even the hotels surrounding the restaurant in J. City had been fully booked for days. The streets were lined with people, and countless citizens swarmed in, eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious tycoon and the woman who would be by his side.
The commotion was so intense it even drew the attention of the MCPD. Officers had formed a human barrier in front of Dream Land, ensuring no one would get too close.
Reynolds approached me, standing at my side. Despite my influence and power, tonight brought a rare flutter of nervousness. This night was important—it was the first time Evelyn and I would celebrate our fifth wedding anniversary properly.
“Reynolds, is everything ready?” I asked, my voice ca
