Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 362

Next, it was the priest's turn.

On both sides of Emmett stood two beauties in long gowns.

Many wealthy men couldn't help feeling envious when they saw this.

Jasper stood at the side, carrying three identical rings that he had been asked to bought before.

However, his back collar was soaked in sweat.

When he thought of Sally, who was glaring at this behind him, he felt restless.

The priest smiled as he walked up the stairs. And then he looked down at the three youngsters with affection in his eyes.

It was the first time for him to pray for three people in an engagement.

...

The old priest stood in front of them, and he was a little nervous.

It was the first time for him to pray on such a three-people engagement.

Although it was just an engagement...

However, given the Smiths' power, it could be counted as an official wedding.

The priest gave a kind smile to them.

Marina replied with a bright smile.

Juliana also gave a happy smile.

Only Emmett was an exception. He still wore a cold face, as if he wanted to kill the others.

"Today, under the gaze of God, we are gathered here to witness your sacred wedding in front of this group of people. Emmett, are you willing..."

The old priest had hardly begun when he was suddenly interrupted, and he was about to get to the point of the oath.

"May I ask whether a terminally ill person can be engaged?"

A man stood up from the guest seats, raised his hand, and shouted.

What a stupid man!

He actually interrupted the engagement at this very juncture.

Did he wish to die so very much?

The one who dared to sabotage the Smiths' wedding must be ready to go to hell.

However, this time, it was too strange. The ZH Clan always had a heavy security and its members were everywhere. However, none of them stopped this man.

Atwood frowned.

The other guests were all shocked.

Not only did this man interrupt the wedding, but his words startled everyone.

Terminally ill?

Who was terminally ill?

Could it be any one of these three people?

Instantly, the silence was followed by chatter and discussion.

Emmett turned around and looked at that man. That man was still as cool as a cucumber, as if nothing had happened. However, the man pursed his lips from time to time. If Emmett didn't stare at him, he wouldn't notice this.

For the first time, Marina and Juliana had a rapport. They frowned together.

Both of them turned around angrily and glared at the hateful interrupter.

...

When Juliana saw that man, she froze.

Her face turned pale. Even though it was covered by a thick layer of powder, her nervousness couldn't be covered.

Her hand grabbed onto her skirt and her body began to tremble.

(⊙_⊙) The priest was dumbfounded as well.

He looked at the man in shock and didn't know how to answer him.

This was very seldom. A man who ruined a wedding always appeared in the TV series, and it was just made up. No one would do this at a real wedding. In any case, he had presided over countless weddings before, and he had never experienced this.

"Sir ... please sit down first...."

The priest finally forced himself to speak, though he was in embarrassment and in panic.

"Reverend, I can't sit down. You haven't answered my question yet."

This man was exceptionally resolute. Although he provoked the Smiths in front of everyone, he was calm, unhurried, and confident.

It dropped a huge bomb among the guests.

This man even dared to ruin the Smiths' wedding. However, why didn't the members of the ZH Clan drive him out?

Atwood narrowed his eyes and his face was dark. Everyone could see that he was enraged.

He waved his hand, and a man who had been standing beside him moved closer to him. After Atwood said something in a low voice, the man immediately looked up at the troublemaker, and then nodded.

Emmett also made a sign to Kayden. His gaze, like the spring breeze, disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

Kayden got what he implied and winked at a brat opposite him.

A few brats stopped Atwood's subordinates at once, preventing them from approaching the troublemaker.

The cold sweat began to run from the priest's forehead. He looked at Atwood at a loss and helplessly shrugged, which meant he didn't know what to do.

Atwood was so angry that he fiercely hammered the ground with his cane.