At this hour, there definitely wouldn't be many people around at the scene.
"Anthony, I confirmed with them over the phone yesterday. It's guaranteed not to go wrong," Hiruma followed behind Anthony, speaking in hushed tones as they walked.
Anthony hummed in response. "Have them prepare a bouquet when they come, something suitable."
Hiruma nodded. "Alright."
After inspecting the venue, Anthony received a call from Brandon.
Last night, they had been drinking together for a while, shoulder to shoulder. Anthony's role had shifted from a guest to a groomsman.
When Anthony saw Brandon's call, he felt somewhat baffled. He even wished he could travel back to last night and strangle his past self.
But the words had already been said, and he could only grit his teeth and go through with it.
After answering the call, Brandon's voice came through the phone. "You're not at the hotel?"
"I'm at the wedding venue below, just wandering around, thinking of causing some trouble somewhere. Otherwise, I, the rival, will have done nothing in vain."
"Are you done causing trouble? If you are, come to the hotel entrance."
Anthony agreed. "Sure, I'll be right there."
Hanging up, Anthony turned to Hiruma. "Wait for them here. I'll get in touch later."
Hiruma checked the time on his wrist. "Okay, you go ahead. When things are ready, I'll call you."
Anthony patted Hiruma's shoulder and turned to walk towards the hotel entrance.
"Anthony."
Just as Anthony had taken a couple of steps, he heard Hiruma's voice behind him.
He halted and turned to look at Hiruma, not far away. "What's up?"
Hiruma smiled at Anthony. "Anthony, from now on, may everything go smoothly."
Hearing Hiruma's words, Anthony just smiled and waved his hand before turning and leaving.
When Anthony reached the hotel entrance, he immediately spotted a line of cars parked along the roadside.
Brandon stood in front of the leading car.
"Over here!"
Upon seeing Anthony, Brandon waved his hand towards him.
Anthony walked over. "You actually look handsome today, old man."
Brandon playfully adjusted his clothes. "Naturally, compared to you wild youngsters, middle-aged men like me have more flavor."
Anthony scoffed. "Did you take a shower at home last night? You still have a smell."
Brandon shot Anthony a look, then tossed him the car keys. "You drive. I'm not in the mood to fight with you today."
Anthony caught the keys. "I won't fight you today, out of respect for Sandy."
They locked eyes for a few seconds before both turned and got into the car.
Brandon signaled to the convoy behind with a hand gesture before getting into the passenger seat.
Anthony started the car. "I never thought that one day, I'd be a groomsman for my rival, let alone drive him around for free."
Brandon handed him a cigarette. "I never thought that on my wedding day, my best man would be my rival, and that I'd be riding in my rival's car."
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