UNKNOWN POV
The hum of the car engine was the only sound amidst the distant cheers from the church guests. Seated in my car, I couldn't help but smile. The ceremony was nearing its end, and a thought crossed my mind.
"How about I wish him a happy married life? He could use my congratulations," I muttered, sighing.
"Let's see how this strategy saves him from shame. Instead, he has given me more opportunities to ruin him. I thought he was smarter than Fred McCalister, but it seems they are both on the same level of foolishness."
As they say, like father like son. Or perhaps, like a foolish father, like a foolish son, I chuckled at my own words.
I picked up my phone, glancing down at the screen. Tapping on the message icon, I saw the name "Connor McCalister." Gritting my teeth, I stared
