She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 668

Chapter 668: Miss Weaver's Devotion

As people exchanged cordial greetings in the audience, ironically, standing on the other side of the red carpet, waiting to receive Elsa, was not Omari, her soon-to-be groom. It was his brother, Hayden, her best friend's fiancé.

Obeying his father's arrangement, the young man wore an expensive, well-tailored black Armani suit that accentuated his tall and sturdy figure, exuding a strong presence. His hair was slicked back, revealing a broad and full forehead. His deep-set, narrow eyes showed no expression as he stood solemnly in place.

The applause from the audience gradually died down, and questions started to emerge from the guests' seats.

"Isn't that Master Hayden? Did they switch grooms?"

"Yeah, I thought I was seeing things. It is Master Hayden, but the name on the poster at the entrance is Master Omari."

"Now that you mention it, did you notice that the poster at the entrance only had Miss Weaver's solo picture?"

"No need to say it. Master Omari probably ran away from the wedding again. I must say, Miss Weaver is young, beautiful, well-off... Why does she have to stick to Master Omari?"

"Ha! Who knows? In these high-class families, it's all about interests, not feelings."

"..."

These whispered conversations reached the ears of the bride's mother, causing her beautiful fair face to darken.

"Where is Omari? Leon, don't you owe me a reasonable explanation?"

Leon, embarrassed, clenched his cane in his hand and dare not look at the elegant lady.

The woman sitting on his right, however, sneered sarcastically without restraint, "Why bother speaking up for that brat? There's nothing to hide. He was simply drunk last night and still completely wasted this morning."

Drunk? Completely wasted? Today is a once-in-a-lifetime occasion for anyone. As a sensible adult, how could he act so inappropriately?

There's only one reason-he never wanted to marry her daughter.

Leon took a deep breath, turned around, and glared angrily at his wife, snapping, "If you don't want to be here, then leave! Who asked you to spout nonsense here?"

"Mrs. Weaver, please don't misunderstand. Omari isn't drunk, he's just feeling a bit unwell. Hayden is temporarily standing in for him to welcome Elsa. He will definitely come out when it's time for the ceremony."

Hayden's mother listened with a cold smile, picked up her purse without a word, and prepared to leave.

"Omari Lara, this is how you handle this wedding? Elsa, come down! We won't proceed with this marriage!"

The whole venue fell into shock. Would they have to make another futile trip today?

Complaints, schadenfreude, exultation, regret... There were all kinds of glances. As the current head of the Weaver family, Mrs. Weaver had been dominant and authoritative her whole life, and she had never experienced such a embarrassing situation in front of so many people.

Her strong self-esteem made it unbearable for her to endure. It was the first time she had completely lost control in front of so many people.