I am the King

Chapter 60

One month later, it was Vincent and Emma's wedding.

The wedding venue was none other than the M City’s biggest stadium. It could accommodate up to a hundred thousand people.

A month earlier, Vincent had proposed to Emma at Dream Land.

He promised to invite everyone in M City to their wedding.

On the wedding day, the crowd exceeded all historical limits of the stadium.

A massive LCD screen in the square is available for everyone to witness the event.

The grand wedding commenced, captivating everyone's attention as they eagerly awaited Vincent and Emma's appearance on the big screen.

Suddenly, fireworks erupted around the square.

The night sky was illuminated with dazzling displays.

Next moment, Vincent and Emma appeared on the large screen.

"The bride looks stunning!"

"What a handsome groom!"

Vincent held Emma's hand, basking in the blessings of a hundred thousand guests.

At that moment, Emma felt like the happiest woman in the world.

These guests, in addition to ordinary citizens, were almost all upper-class people from M City.

From the moment they stepped into the wedding venue, they were captivated by the sacred and romantic atmosphere.

Red petals, white balloons, and dazzling fireworks ignited the essence of romance, warmth, and passion in the air.

The bride wore a red wedding gown, resembling a goddess of fire. She exuded elegance and confidence.

The groom, in a black suit, contrasted sharply with the bride and accentuating her beauty.

Their eyes met, and it felt like the entire world stood still, leaving only their deep affection and promises to each other.

Vincent led Emma onto the main stage of the wedding, receiving the blessings of all present.

Then, Vincent took out the diamond ring he had prepared and placed it on Emma's finger.

Emma was filled with joy, excitement, and even nervousness; a myriad of emotions overwhelmed her.

In her daze, she felt like it was all a dream until Vincent slid the Eternal Heart ring onto her finger, making her realize that it was indeed real.

Suddenly, ten helicopters flew over from the distant sky.

Countless red rose petals cascaded down from the helicopters.

It was showering them like a floral rain.

At that moment, the whole city erupted in excitement!

Against the backdrop of red flowers, their vows of love appeared solemn and sacred. Touched by their love, the guests erupted in applause and blessings. It reached a climax of excitement.

"May your love be as eternal as diamonds!"

"May every day of your future be as happy as today!"

"You are meant to be together. I wish you eternal happiness!"

One by one, M City's dignitaries approached Vincent and Emma, offering their sincerest blessings.

Finally, Hope, dressed in a white princess dress and holding a bouquet of roses, approached like a lovely little angel.

"I wish Dad and Mom a happy wedding!"

Vincent smiled and lifted Hope into his arms. At the same time, he was still holding Emma's hand.

The three of them walked to the center of the stage.

Vincent's eyes gazed into the distance as he spoke slowly, "Today, with the blessings of everyone in the city, I, Vincent Chesterton, solemnly swear to protect my wife and daughter for the rest of my life, and ensure you never suffer any harm."

Emma's face was filled with a gentle smile as she leaned her head on Vincent's shoulder.

Tears of happiness rolled down her cheek.

At Joseph Manor in Clonlow City.

Armand, with a smile on his face, said, "Sid, after this period of treatment, your legs have healed."

To treat Sid's legs, Armand specifically brought in a renowned orthopedic surgeon from overseas.

After nearly a month of careful treatment, Sid was mostly healed and could walk normally, though he still had a slight limp.

Sid's face darkened as he said, "Dad, I've ended up like this all because of that Vincent. You must avenge me." Corey, also nearby, said coldly, "Yes, Vincent must be killed!" Although Corey's wounds had healed, he was no longer a real male.

After this incident, Corey underwent a drastic change in temperament, becoming extremely gloomy. He was like a snake hiding in the dark and becoming even more dangerous.

At the same time, there were significant changes in his appearance; his skin became smoother, his beard gradually fell out, his voice became sharper, and he developed a unique obsession—liking to wear women's clothing, enjoying makeup. He was gradually losing his male characteristics.

All of this was caused by Vincent.

Corey harbored a deep-seated hatred for Vincent!

Armand nodded grimly and said, "Previously, I was wary of Vincent's background and didn't dare to act rashly, but according to my recent investigations, Vincent seems to have no significant background."

Armand dispatched private detectives to M City specifically to investigate Vincent's information.

The investigation revealed that Vincent's current public identity was as a homeless man who married into the Joseph family in M City.

At the same time, it seemed he had a close relationship with M City's wealthiest man, Stanley, and was rumored to be a friend of King Arthur, the head of the International Peace Corporation.

No one could confirm the authenticity of this information.

However, Armand believed this information to be completely false.

How could King Arthur, such a distinguished figure, have any relationship with a drifter?

Upon hearing this, Corey immediately screamed, "Grandpa, if that's the case, we can kill Vincent right now!"

Armand frowned at Corey's shrill voice.

His grandson had turned into something neither male nor female, which made he feel a sense of disgust.

"Maxwell, do you have confidence in killing Vincent?" Armand asked a man nearby in his thirties who was dressed in black.

Maxwell sneered, "Please rest assured. A homeless man like him is nothing in my eyes."

Hearing this, Armand nodded.

Maxwell was the assassin he had paid a hefty sum to hire.

Ever since Scar was disabled by Vincent, Armand knew that killing Vincent wouldn't be easy.

The Joseph family had spent ten million pounds to hire a professional killer like Maxwell.

It was said that Maxwell was a master within a mysterious organization practicing Eastern martial arts. For him. dealing with a vagrant was like squashing an ant.

Armand stood up, his face twisted with grim determination: "In that case, let's go and kill Vincent right now!"

Corey stepped forward, gritting his teeth and snarling: "Grandpa, let me take care of the task of killing Vincent!"

His eyes emitted a cold, cruel gleam.

Armand thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, this time you lead Maxwell and the hired assassin to M City. Let Vincent suffer in hell!"