Chapter 164
Flash Marriage He Made My Jaw Drop
Damien was a recognized popular bachelor in the Washington DC circle, and he was also the son-in-law that all the big families loved.
If they could let their daughter marry Damien Smyth. The resources would be integrated, and the family businesses of both parties would be stronger.
Jose, the head of WH Group, recovered from the shock and looked at the wedding ring on Damien’s finger again.
“Mr. Smyth, are you really married?”
Damien smiled warmly, “Yes.”
Jose asked curiously, “When did this happen, Mr. Smyth, you did a good job in secret work, we don’t even know.”
The president of the Skysea Group on the side also came over and joked, “Mr. Smyth, why didn’t you bring your wife and introduce her to everyone.”
“Yeah, we’re really surprised that Mr. Smyth is married.”
“I don’t know how many girls have their hearts broken.”
“Mr. Smyth has always been popular among women, but there have been no scandals. I wonder which lady is good enough to be Mr. Smyth’s wife?”
When the men gossiped, they could totally compete with the
women.
Two-thirds of the beauties at the reception came for Damien. Hearing the news of Damien’s marriage, they have really heartbroken.
Damien was about to speak, but Lindsay walked over with a sweet smile, “Damien.”
Lindsay gracefully walked to Damien’s side, and the two stood together, looking like a perfect match, so it was easy for people to misunderstand their relationship.
Lindsay deliberately covered her ring finger, so that others could not tell whether she was Mr. Smyth’s wife from the wedding ring, which added a little bit of mystery, making people even more mistaken that she was Mr. Smyth’s wife.
Jose’s eyes turned around on Damien and Lindsay, and he reacted suddenly, “Mr. Smyth, so you and Miss Walker, no, Mrs. Smyth now.”
This Mrs. Smyth made Lindsay feel so happy, and she really thought she was Mrs. Smyth’s wife.
She just smiled shyly and didn’t refute or explain.
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