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Wolves, Maces, And Blood novel Chapter 5

In the hotel lobby.

As soon as the three of Cecilia appeared, they instantly became the center of attention. Eyes were cast upon them, sympathizing, regretting, and still more gloating.

Isaac Moore has been quietly spreading personal information about Sean Mason.

So the guests knew exactly what kind of man Cecilia was marrying.

But even so, they came to congratulate her.

“Congratulations, the Old Mr. Moore.”

“Miss Moore’s beauty and Mr. Mason’s youthful talent made a perfect match.”

They were lying with their eyes open!

Seated at the head of the table, Carter Moore, dressed in a smart suit, leaned on a dragon head cane. He looked dignified even when he was smiling.

“Father, they’re here.”

Dylan Moore came up behind Carter Moore, bent over and whispered, “We can get started.”

“Okay!”

Carter Moore stood up, raised her hand, and the crowded lobby fell silent. He said with a loud voice, “I am honored that you could join me today for the engagement of my granddaughter Cecilia.”

“As you all know, my granddaughter not only looks like a fairy, but also has great business ability and is a rare business talent. So, I was very careful in choosing her husband...”

“Finally, out of dozens of candidates, a young man named Sean Mason stood out. I hope that from now on, he will be kind to Cecilia, the couple will be happy and have a baby soon.”

What he said sounded very good. The uninformed would think Carter Moore had Cecilia’s best interests at heart and found her a perfect match and a role model husband.”

The audience applauded.

The applause in Cecilia’s ears, however, was like a lump in her throat, like a slap in her face. She was indescribably oppressed and miserable.

Looking up at the beaming Carter Moore, Cecilia bit her lips with her teeth, almost bleeding.

What a good grandpa!

Growing up, Carter Moore doted on Isaac Moore and disdained her because she was a woman who would marry to another man and could not carry the Moore family line.

Especially five years ago, when she got pregnant out of wedlock and the Moore family became the laughingstock of Hilshire, Carter Moore would have kicked Matthew Moore’s family out if it hadn’t been for their pity.

“Disgusting old man!”

Furious, Marcia tried to defend Cecilia, but Matthew Moore stopped her. He shook his head at her and motioned her to stop with an almost imploring look.

“Loser!”

Marcia gritted her teeth, but bore it in.

“Everybody, please look this way.”

Then Dylan Moore, who was standing behind Carter Moore, reached toward the back door and shouted, “Next, let’s welcome the lucky guy to make his entrance!

The moment was finally coming!

Secretly plotting for nearly two months, Dylan Moore’s only purpose was to overwhelm Cecilia and stop her development at the Moore Group.

Married to a rapist and a violent maniac, what good life was she going to have?

How else would she care to go to work?

Dylan Moore grinned from ear to ear as he thought about Cecilia’s tragic end.

Cut!

As everyone waited, the back door of the hotel was opened and Sean Mason strode in, Phyllis Moore in his arms.

For a moment, the guests were dumbfounded.

Their jaws dropped all over the floor.

What was going on?

He walked in here with a baby?

Some people recognized Phyllis Moore and began to whisper. They looked at Sean Mason with admiration.

They thought to themselves, “Good for you! How dare you bring this little bastard in? Aren’t you ashamed enough?”

Good for you!

Matthew Moore and Marcia turned their faces away to quietly wipe away tears. They couldn’t bear to watch it.

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