With a warm smile, the emcee began, “I didn’t anticipate Miss Ward would be so emotional. This marriage must have been eagerly awaited. It truly feels like a divine match, made with love and in heaven. Let’s all extend our best wishes to the couple for a joyful new beginning and a life filled with love, apanied by apuse. Here’s to a bright future and a safe journey together!”


    Upon hearing these words, Skye nearly copsed, sinking to the ground as she buried her face in her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.


    Feeling the moment’s intensity, the emcee addressed the crowd, “It appears our bride is quite overwhelmed. Now, let’s turn to our groom. Mr. David Carson, how do you feel about marrying such a young and beautiful wife?”


    David Carson chuckled and replied, “I’m incredibly excited…”


    The emcee, with a yful grin, asked, “Mr. Carson, do you feel inspired to recite a poem?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    David Carson, blushing with embarrassment, responded, “I haven’t had much formal education, so I think it’s best if I skip the poetry.”


    Continuing, the emcee said, “Today, we also have the pleasure of weing the parents of our bride, Skye. Mr. David Carson, is there anything you’d like to say to your future inws?”<fn7c27> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? fι?dnοvel</fn7c27>


    David Carson nced at the audience, spotting Grant Ward and his wife, whose tear-streaked faces disyed their emotions. He waved at them with a bit of shyness and said, “Please don’t worry, I’ll take good care of your daughter.”


    There was something more David wanted to ask, but he hesitated, feeling too shy to voice it.


    He wished he could inquire about the promised dowry of 50 million, but he feared that bringing it up might provoke a negative reaction from Grant Ward, leading him to refrain from asking.


    At that moment, the emcee called for Grant Ward and his wife, saying, “Let’s invite the bride’s parents to join us on stage!”


    The Carson family, feeling somewhat out of ce, appeared as mere spectators at this point.


    Reluctantly, Grant Ward and his wife made their way to the stage.


    The emcee cheerfully announced, “Now, let’s have the father-inw step forward to stand with our groom.”


    Grant Ward and his wife positioned themselves in front of David Carson, their expressions clearly strained.


    With a smile, the emcee asked, “Groom, can you tell us who’s standing before you?”


    David Carson quickly replied, “That’s my father-inw!”


    The emcee chuckled, “Are we still calling him father-inw, or is it time for a change?”


    Feeling a bit awkward, David Carson responded hastily, “Oh, it should definitely change.”


    He then called out to Grant Ward and his wife, “Dad, Mom!”


    Grant Ward’s expression darkened. How could this young man, who was nearly his age, address him as Dad?


    Even though he had no son of his own, he certainly didn’t want one like this.


    Seeing Grant Ward’s silence, the emcee hurriedlymented, “It seems like our father-inw is a bit too caught up in the moment to respond! This is a big day, after all. Isn’t the father-inw going to say anything?”


    Grant Ward replied with a frown, “I rushed out today andpletely forgot to bring a red envelope.”


    David Carson quickly reassured him, “It’s alright, really! The red envelopes can be forgotten!”


    The emcee grinned, “Now that the groom has adjusted his terms of address, he should bow and serve tea to his father-inw and mother-inw! Let’s have our staff bring the tea!”


    David Carson asked, somewhat confused, “Bow my head?”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>