Owen turned to look at the screen. "No wonder I couldn't find him in the Lance family. He belongs to the Quinns.
In that case, Seraphina is rotten to the core. She and Lawrence deserve each other. Sebastian's family is a perfect match for those people.
They're not worth our sympathy."
Owen, who rarely gossiped, fired off a string of angry remarks.
At that moment, Leah asked over the phone, "Mira, do you want me to have someone grab him now?"
"No need, he's just a nobody. Not worth wasting resources on. Just try to find out his connection to the Quinns.
You did well today. I'll make sure you're rewarded."
"Thank you. I'll do my absolute best."
Finally earning Mira's approval, Leah's excitement bubbled through the line. She was determined to get this right at all costs.
Catching a small fry like him was pointless; the mastermind was what mattered. As long as Seraphina had money, she could hire a hundred more like him.
"Even the small fry shouldn't be let off easily. If he dared to hurt people, he needs to pay the price."
Owen said.
"I'll have someone teach him a harsh lesson. Don't worry about it."
As they spoke, the Lance family wedding officially began.
At the entrance, Seraphina appeared in her pristine white gown, a delicate veil cascading down her shoulders. A blissful, shy smile graced her lips. She linked her arm with Sebastian's and walked slowly down the aisle.
Father and daughter seemed to float on air with every step, radiating a pure and breathtaking elegance.
At the other end of the carpet, Lawrence stood impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, looking effortlessly handsome. His gaze was locked on his bride, a suppressed smile playing on his lips.
To the onlookers, his eyes were brimming with excitement, deep affection, and adoration.


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