When they reached the banquet hall, the guests were already gossiping.
"Why hasn't the bride-to-be appeared yet?"
"I had heard before that Miss Stassie wasn't very happy about this marriage. Could it be that…"
"Here they come!"
When the perfectly matched couple appeared side by side, the gossiping guests immediately shut their mouths. Holding their wine glasses, they stepped forward to offer congratulations.
"Nate is so blessed to have such a beautiful fiancée at such a young age. Unlike my kid, who hasn't accomplished a thing!"
"Ever since Nate took over the Hawkins family, he has increased the Hawkins Group's assets fivefold! Could your son even compare to that?"
The compliments were endless, yet Nate's expression remained as indifferent as ever, as if nothing had happened. Only when he heard others comment on how well-matched they were would the corners of his mouth curve upward slightly.
Stassie linked arms with him, smiling sweetly, but her eyes inadvertently swept toward the entrance. Sure enough, she saw a figure sneaking closer.
Aaron.
He had indeed come.
A cold smile played on her lips as she watched the man approach with a guilty look.
"Stassie.... where is your sister?"
Aaron blocked their path, his expression somewhat flustered.
As he wiped the sweat from his forehead, he asked, "D-didn't she say she was coming to find you? Why hasn't she come over yet?"
Nate looked at him without expression, an unmistakable coldness in his eyes.
"If you're looking for someone, you can ask the security guards instead of coming to disturb my fiancée."
He took a step forward, looking down at Aaron, who was half a head shorter than him.
Aaron felt a chill, and he involuntarily took a step back. He stammered, "I already asked the security guards, but they didn't know. That's why I came to ask Stassie."
He let out a meaningful cough, hoping Stassie would give him some response.
But now, seeing this scumbag, Stassie only felt disgusted.
"How would I know where she is?"
Stassie slipped her arm through Nate's, looking at Aaron with a half-smile. "Besides, you weren't invited to our engagement ceremony. If you're looking for Chloe, go find her. Don't waste my time."
"Impossible!"
Aaron clenched his fists, reaching out to grab Stassie's shoulder. "You said you'd leave with me! Chloe said she'd already arranged everything - that as soon as I got here, she'd help us elope. How can you turn around and deny it all?"
The guests erupted in an uproar—
The moment Aaron finished speaking, Stassie felt an intense chill spread through the air.
Nate, standing beside her, suddenly gripped Aaron's wrist with a crushing force that made Aaron fear it would be snapped right off.
Stassie sneered. Before Nate could react, she unhesitatingly slapped Aaron across the face.
"Did you come here deliberately to humiliate both families involved in this marriage? I'm Nate's fiancée. Why would I ever elope with you? How could you possibly compare to my fiancé?"
"Any normal person wouldn't fall for that, right? Do I look like the kind of fool that gets easily manipulated?"
With those words, the confusion in the guests' eyes faded considerably, and Nate's expression eased.
This man in front of them was cowering, utterly insignificant next to Nate. Who would pass up Nate to choose some pathetic excuse for a man?
Aaron's face flushed. "B-but Chloe said..."
Stassie clung to Nate's arm, giving him a teasing smile. "Oh? Chloe told you to run off with me? She's my sister. Why would she deliberately ruin my engagement ceremony with Nate?"
"Did Chloe really do this, or are you trying to drive a wedge between our two families, and between me and my sister?"
The moment those words left her mouth, the expressions of the elders from both families shifted, and Nate's gaze toward Aaron grew even more piercing.
Aaron's body involuntarily shuddered—
Nate was a man he wouldn't dare offend. If he actually got targeted...
"S-sorry, Nate! I wasn't thinking straight! Chloe sent me, it's true!"
His legs buckled. He reached for his phone to check the records, only to remember that Chloe hadn't left a single piece of evidence.
Nate looked down at him and spoke calmly to his bodyguards: "Take him away. Before this engagement ceremony ends, use whatever means necessary to pry the truth out of him."
This man deliberately sabotaged his ceremony. Could certain members of the family be up to their old tricks again?
Ignoring Aaron completely, he slipped an arm around Stassie and walked onto the red carpet.
Stassie glanced back at Aaron, a deep mockery in her eyes.
"That's not what you claim, is it?" Nate's hand suddenly clamped around her waist, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint. "You were planning to leave with that bastard earlier, weren't you?"
Meeting those sharp eyes, Stassie's breath caught. Suddenly, she found herself unable to lie.
A cold glint flashed in Nate's eyes, his fingers gripping even tighter.
"Then why didn't you leave with him?"
He leaned down, murmuring against Stassie's ear. "Stassie, what do you want? Hmm?"
Actually, she couldn't hide anything from him...
Stassie forced down her pounding heart and looked up into the man's eyes. "I want to be your wife."
Nate froze. Looking at the lovely face before him, he was momentarily stunned.
What game was she playing?
From the very first time he saw her, he had liked her. He knew all her preferences, her occasional little temper, yet he still liked her.
"Our bride and groom-to-be look absolutely devoted to each other, but the engagement ceremony is about to begin - you can save the intimate whispers for the stage."
The emcee's friendly voice came through the speakers. "Now, please welcome Mr. Nate Hawkins and Miss Stassie Sorensen to the stage, and let all the guests witness your love!"
A hint of amusement flickered in Stassie's eyes.
The real show was about to begin.