Chapter 434
The dream–like lights kept changing. The tall glasses at the bar reflected the gorgeous lights. The men and women on the dance floor kept dancing, rolling their hips. The flirtatious vibe temporarily made the people forget all their troubles. They were immersed in the deafening world of music, addicted and intoxicated, unable to distinguish reality from beautiful dreams.
Upstairs, three men, who were dressed similarly, sat in a booth on the second floor. It was 10 at night and they were in a noisy environment, but it was as if they were isolated from the world. There were several bodyguards standing at the stairs, and their postures declared loudly that no one was allowed to disturb them.
Ever since Trevon got married, the three of them had not had a good gathering. At most, they would bump into each other at the entrance of the hospital, let alone come to a bar. It was one of the places that they did not go anymore.
Tonight’s gathering was arranged by Hackett. Trevon was worried about Natalie being alone at home. For the past few days, Jasper had been staying at the Wilson’s residence, while the two of them remained at the Phoenix Manor.
In order to prevent him from worrying, Natalie suggested going to the Wilson’s residence to accompany Jasper. She also wanted to visit his grandfather and help take his blood pressure. However, Trevon knew that Natalie was giving him space.
Looking at the dissipation on the first floor, Trevon crossed his legs and placed one hand on the couch. He peeled a lemon candy with one hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He gestured to Hackett, who was sitting opposite him and beside Frank.. “Speak. After you’re done, I’ll go home to accompany my wife.”
Hackett was wearing the same ostentatious style today. He was wearing a rose–red short–sleeved shirt, white pants, and a pair of sneakers. His hair was even sprayed with gel.
He appeared extremely fanciful.
Compared to Hackett, Trevon was dressed much simpler. He had gray pants and a white short–sleeved shirt. The same for Frank, who was also very simple. He had black pants and a white short–sleeved shirt.
Trevon ate candy and Frank smoked.
Frank took the cigarette box from the table and took out a cigarette with his fingers. He put it between his lips and lit it. Instantly, the smoke filled Hackett’s nose and choked him.
Smelling the smoke, Hackett’s smoking addiction kicked in. He took out a cigarette from Frank’s cigarette box and lit it. “Can you blow your smoke over there? I’m choking.”
“Why don’t you show me someone who doesn’t exhale?” Frank kicked Hackett, who was beside him.
Since he had a favor to ask of the two of them, Hackett had no choice but to shut up.
Frank raised his chin and asked Trevon, who was facing him, “Go on. Have one too.”
Trevon was no longer addicted to smoking. He said concisely, “I quit.”
In that case, Frank did not force him. He casually threw the cigarette box back on the table.
Hackett grinned and took out the proposal for his wedding. He had rushed it out with Sherri for a few nights and worked overtime to get the advertising company to produce small notebooks for it.
Inside were full of details that Sherri wanted to try out. A once–in–a–lifetime wedding had to be agreed to, “Take a look. I’ve ordered three sets of best man outfits with Sherri. Take a look and see which style you want.”
As he spoke, he placed the two notebooks in front of the two groomsmen.
Trevon’s mouth was filled with lemon flavor. The candy was a little sour. He casually took the notebook and said. “The candy
is too sour.”
Frank took a deep puff of his cigarette and took the notebook with one hand. “No one asked you to eat it. You get it for free and yet still have the cheek to complain.”
Hackett thought, “True. Frank’s cigarette is milder and yet I don’t even express my opinion.”
Trevon held the notebook with both hands and propped his elbow on the couch. He leaned sideways. “How many programs did you prepare? It’s so thick. Isn’t your wife pregnant?”
“I’ve already reduced it by a lot.” If he hadn’t stopped Sherri, it would have been even thicker.
Trevon was still feeling the weight and wondering if Sherri was faking her pregnancy. He did not open the notebook. Frank opened it first and expressed his opinion. “Did your wife transmigrate from the past?”
Trevon narrowed his eyes and became interested. A wedding that could make Frank ask that question was probably unique. He opened it and took a look.
The only thought in his mind was that he was glad that he did not agree to share a wedding with Sherri. How was this a wedding? It was like shooting a soap opera. No wonder Frank asked this question.
It’s really possible that she wants to fulfill her dream. Are you sure there’s no time machine under your wife’s bed?”
Trevon couldn’t help but laugh when he read the information. However, when he flipped to the best man suit, his face darkened. ‘Hackett, you don’t want to get married, right?”
Frank had already finished reading the information. He placed the information on his knees and said, “Just tell us how much hatred and resentment you have for us today.”
Two dissatisfied gazes were fixed on Hackett, who was smiling obsequiously. It made his hair stand on end, but he had no choice. His wife wanted such a wedding, and his own mother and father had agreed. As someone without a family status, he had no chance to object.
Besides, the plan he saw was quite good. It was very unique.
He quite liked it too.
Hackett met their dissatisfied gazes and panicked. He quickly picked up the information and explained. He was afraid that his two best friends would quit. He had originally made an appointment with Chris tonight. However, Chris said that he had surgery and could not come over. Regarding the matter of the best man, Chris readily agreed and reported his size.
It was mainly because Chris was too busy. Hackett did not have time to explain what the best man suit was. Chris had already reported the size and was very cooperative.
He was so cooperative that Hackett felt a little embarrassed.
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