The Chester family and the Barton family went all out to prepare for a wedding they were jointly hosting.
Not only were a bunch of VIPs going to be there, but also a great number of media reporters.
Brittany and Hannah, as part of the groom’s family, were busy mingling with the guests.
They were sporting matching outfits. The silver and white dresses perfectly accentuated their figures while also giving off a low-key yet noble vibe.
Tanya had just recovered and was sitting in a wheelchair, attracting a lot of attention and concern from the guests.
Brittany's good relationship with the Chester family was no secret in Imperial City.
So, it was no surprise to the guests to see her as part of the groom's family. In fact, a lot of the rich ladies even went up to greet her. "Ms. Dustin, long time no see.”
Five years ago, Brittany made a name for herself in the social circle through sheer hard work. Later, she married Isaac, which catapulted her reputation even more.
Even though her relationship with the Salter family had soured, it was common knowledge in the social circle that Isaac had been working his tail off to win Brittany back these past few months. Whether they would reconcile was anyone’s guess.
Brittany, of course, didn’t turn down these social contacts who were offering themselves up on a silver platter. She chatted with them, and they all got along like a house on fire.
Tanya, noticing how Brittany was conducting herself nowadays, was brimming with satisfaction.
“Bri is becoming more and more like her.” She said.
Brittany’s mother was once the talk of the town in Imperial City.
Blake patted her on the shoulder. “Yes, she’s all grown up now. We can rest easy.”
Tanya held her husband’s hand, her eyes twinkling with laughter.
The banquet hall was decked out in luxury. Brittany chatted with the rich ladies for a while before being whisked away by Hannah to welcome the bride.
Lionel was sitting in the wedding car, with Brittany and Hannah in the second one.
The lead car was Lionel’s favorite, a Rolls-Royce Phantom worth a whopping eight figures. The rest of the cars were all big-name luxury models too.
A whopping twenty-eight wedding cars drove out, one after another.
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