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My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 1916

There were more guests for the contemporary wedding in the afternoon.

After all, the open space of the manor was far larger than a football field.

Numerous luxury cars arrived one after another, bringing together the world’s top figures.

The wedding decor was also very beautifully arranged.

Dry ice and mist machines created an otherworldly atmosphere, like a fairy tale.

Every invited guest had an extraordinary background, local and abroad.

The moment Rosalie put on the wedding dress and appeared, she was so beautiful that the countless ladies and men present were envious.

Many people had only one thought in their minds—‘Only Rosalie is worthy of Byron"

They were a perfect match, whether in terms of appearance, image, temperament, or ability.

Of course, there were plenty of surprises for the wedding.

Lucian and Nox, accompanied by security personnel, floated from the sky in a hot air balloon and sprinkled countless flower petals like confetti.

As for Estie, she wore an ethereal-looking dress.

The little girl hung on a wire harness, safely and securely, like a little fairy flying from the heavens.

She presented the wedding rings to Daddy and Mommy.

Under the witness of the pastor, the two exchanged their vows and rings.

Byron placed a light kiss on his wife's forehead.

After the ceremony was over, Byron simply omitted the newlywed toast that was traditionally supposed to be held.

He was worried that his wife would be too tired.

After all, she got up at three o'clock in the morning today.

In the end, Benedict and Melody entertained guests from all over the world in place of their son and daughter-in-law.

Every wedding guest present seemed to have a tacit understanding.

No one picked up their mobile phones to take photos as such behavior would undoubtedly be unbecoming of their identity.

Therefore, no photos were leaked throughout the event.

It was not until evening that the news of Byron and Rosalie’s wedding began to appear on the internet, and it quickly occupied the headlines of major websites.

Countless netizens started to discuss this heavenly pair enthusiastically.

Of course, the discussion would inevitably lead to a quarrel.

Some people felt that Rosalie and Byron were perfectly matched.

Some people also felt that Rosalie's ability was exaggerated.

She may not be a genius at all and just relied on big investments.

Rosalie and Byron both laughed this matter off and let them talk.

Some people were delighted while some were not.

"You aren't giving me a house, are you? Look, this is such a big manor.Why would you do that?"

Unexpectedly, Mary waved her hand and slapped the real estate certificate in Rosalie's hand with a smile.

"That's right.I want to give you a house.Didn't you give me a villa? So, I want to give you a house in return.Don’t worry, my salary as a hospital director is generous.My mother offered some of her savings too, so I bought it!"

Rosalie was a little puzzled.

‘Why did she spend so much effort buying a house? Come to think of it, this house might mean something else"

Thus, she opened the real estate certificate and checked the address.

For a moment, she froze.

‘Isn't this my old house?’ It was the humble Jacobs Residence, the place she lived with her mother when she was a child.

Many years ago, Gordon sold it and moved into a villa.

Rosalie raised her eyes to look at her best friend, her gaze not able to mask her excitement.

"Mae, what a lovely gesture! You were able to buy it back! Thank you so much!"

"Hahaha, I told you so.I knew you'd definitely love this gift!"

After Mary laughed, her eyelids became heavier and she almost fell down.However, a figure suddenly appeared and swooped in to hold Mary.

"I'll leave her to you, Andrius!"

Rosalie looked at them and smiled.She accepted the real estate certificate, walked out of the hall knowingly, and went to where her husband was.

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