Many of the guests came out to see the bride.
When it was finally time for the ceremony to begin, a strong gust of the autumn wind blew Marilyn's veil aside, revealing her face underneath.
“Huh? What's going on?”
“Oh my god! Why is the bride's face all swollen?”
“She looks as if she was beaten up!”
The crowd gasped in shock when they saw the swelling on the left side of Marilyn's face.
All of them were filled with disbelief, as it was inconceivable that hidden underneath the bride's veil was a swollen face.
Biting her lip, Marilyn lowered her head with an aggrieved expression.
The elderly woman holding the umbrella—the matchmaker—was also stunned. When she heard the crowd's comments, she quickly flipped the veil back down to cover Marilyn's face.
“You know, Mr. Jackson might look decent on the outside, but he's actually sadistic on the inside. He is known to play masochistic games with girls, such as tying them up and whipping them!”
“That's right. He has slept with countless women. In fact, I heard that he is so experienced that he can tell if a girl is a virgin with a single glance. His predictions are also extremely accurate.”
All of a sudden, a group of youths began to gossip among themselves, and they weren't the only ones doing so.
One had to be of a certain social status to be invited to the Jackson family's wedding.
Therefore, while some of the rumors were hearsay, others were true accounts from those who had gone out with Bobby before and knew what his tastes were.
“Shush! Not so loud. Let's just keep this to ourselves. Otherwise, we'll end up foiling Mr. Jackson's plan if the bride and everyone else hear us. He'll definitely teach you a lesson for that.”
Those who were afraid of getting into trouble changed the subject at once.
Right at that moment, Harold arrived in Zaprington in Paradise Hotel's helicopter.
“Wow! Look, isn't that Paradise Hotel's helicopter?”
When the guests looked up at the sound of the whirring rotors, many of them screamed when they recognized the logo of Paradise Hotel.
The helicopter model wasn't one that was foreign to them. In fact, some of them even owned one.
That said, the fact that it belonged to Paradise Hotel made it a lot more special.
Can it be carrying a member of Paradise Hotel's senior management?
The thought popped into their minds.
However, what the helicopter did next quickly refuted their assumptions.
Harold had no plans on revealing his true identity because he was still trying to find the impostor masquerading as the God of War. Thus, he ordered the pilot to drop him off somewhere near the Jackson residence.
Subsequently, the helicopter circled the Jackson residence once before flying away.
“Why is it leaving? Didn't it bring someone here to attend the wedding?”
The crowd was puzzled by the turn of events.
In spite of that, it was time for the ceremony to begin.
After Bobby came out to receive the bride, everyone followed behind them as they proceeded to the Jackson residence's main hall.
There, all the arrangements for the wedding had been made.
Harold, too, finally managed to make it to the Jackson residence in the nick of time.
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