Chapter 215
Leah believed that Shane would never refuse to accompany Liliane into the venue. After all, they shared a special bond as father and daughter. Daughters were often considered their fathers’ beloved companions from a previous life, so it was natural for Shane to be fond of
Liliane.
“It would be a great honor for him to walk our Liliane down the aisle. I’m sure he’ll be more than willing,” Leah remarked confidently.
As soon as she finished speaking, Shane appeared at the door. Leah went to open it, and they warmly embraced each other.
“Shane, we were just discussing you with Liliane. You know, Billy is always so unreliable. It’s our daughter’s big day, yet he’s being irresponsible at this crucial moment. If he can’t make it, can you please accompany Liliane to the wedding?” Leah expressed her disappointment with Billy, and with her vague words, Shane readily agreed.
“I’m glad you thought of me,” Shane replied. He looked at Liliane, dressed elegantly, and couldn’t help but get teary-eyed. His daughter had grown up and was about to get married. However, as a father, he had never fulfilled his responsibilities, to the extent that his daughter didn’t even share his last name. He felt an indescribable sense of guilt.
He held an envelope and walked up to Liliane with great seriousness. “Liliane, may you have a happy wedding.”
Liliane glanced at Leah, unsure if she should accept the envelope.
Leah took it from Shane’s hand and smiled and handed it to Liliane. “Liliane, just accept it. It’s a token of affection from Uncle Shane.”
“Thank you, Uncle Shane.” Liliane felt the envelope and realized that it didn’t contain cash-it was probably a bank card.
Leah suddenly had an idea and suggested, “How about we stop calling him Uncle Shane and call him Godfather instead?”
Shane was taken aback.
Leah continued. “Just in case someone asks, it’ll be easier to explain, right?”
Liliane looked at Shane, who was dressed formally in a perfectly tailored suit, a stark contrast to her father’s greedy appearance. Shane wore gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a sense of culture, reserve, and refinement.
It felt fitting for him to be her godfather. Moreover, if it weren’t for him secretly helping them in the past, she and her mother wouldn’t have been able to successfully take Felix out of the prison hospital.
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