In fact, Carl had seen her as early as when she held the best man's hand and danced with him on the stage.
It hurts him when he saw them.
"Why would she hug and dance with the best man at someone else' wedding?" he thought.
He was furious at it. If it weren't for the groom, he would have left.
His eyes sparkled when his gaze fell on her low-necked dress.
Just as Joyce was hesitating over whether she should greet Carl, Carl looked away as if he didn't know her.
Curling her lip, she decided to pretend not to know him.
"Mr. Williams, please forgive my poor hospitality. I'm busy today. I'll invite you to my house later, and you must come. Here's a toast to you," the groom said.
"Thanks, Mr. Levis. I wish you a happy wedding," Carl said with a polite smile.
"Thank you," Mr. Levis said
