Chapter 2012: It''S Not A Big Deal
Chapter 2012: It''s Not a Big Deal
Luther spoke with a serious tone, "How can you say that? When themander was in danger,
Joyce stepped up, it was only right. Don''t worry, we''ll cross that bridge when wee to it. I already
have a n."
"What n?" Joyce asked.
"First, keep it a secret from you all," Luther teased.
"At a time like this, you still want to keep secrets from us? What if something goes wrong?" Joyce
couldn''t believe it. "Are you afraid we''ll leak information?"
"It''s not that, it''s just that the more people know, the more likely it is to show on their faces. It''s
easier for the other side to notice," Luther pulled Joyce into his arms. "Don''t worry, everything is
under my control."
"Are you saying that you already know who leaked the information?" Cecelia heard the hidden
meaning.
"Pretty much," Luther nodded. "Mom, please trust me, I will protect Joyce. I set this trap to expose
her. Let''s wait patiently, and everything will be revealed."
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"Well, if you''re confident, we will support you wholeheartedly," Cecelia said solemnly.
Joyce nced at Luther, feeling some dissatisfaction, but she also trusted him. "Fine, I''ll take care
of the kids, the rest is up to you."
Luther held her tighter.
"By the way, dad won''t be able toe this time?" Joyce asked.
Cecelia said, "Your dad wille to attend your wedding ceremony the day after tomorrow, but he
won''t stay long. About two hours, he has to leave. The military has arranged for him toe by
helicopter, and he will leave by helicopter after the ceremony. Directly to Alvonia for business. Sorry,
Joyce, he''s too busy."
"It''s a great honor for my father-inw toe," Luther''s face showed pleasant surprise. He hadn''t
seen Ralph in a long time.
"That''s great. I haven''t seen my father in a long time either," Joyce''s face was full of anticipation.
"Sorry, I haven''t had time toe back to the Capital recently, I should''ve visited you."
"What are you talking about?" Ceceliaughed. "You are not feeling well physically, and you just
gave birth. Okay, let''s not talk anymore. Rest for a while, there''s a lot to prepare for."
"Okay, I need to double-check the guest list," Luther released Joyce. "You go rest for a while, the
wedding team has arrived. They will rehearse again tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, they will
help you change into your wedding dress, do your makeup. Also, Anderson and Iris, they need to
try on their outfits tomorrow. I think there''s more to do. Flowers, buffet arrangements are all set. The
wedding witness, the Archbishop, will arrive tomorrow. And..."
"Don''t nag, it''s annoying," Joyce had no patience for organizing these things. "I''ll go see the kids."
With that, she pulled Cecelia along, "Mom, even though Wilson and Cullen are twins, I feel like after
a month, their appearances have changed a bit. When they grow up, they may not look alike."
"Yes, originally fraternal twins, when they grow up, they can look quite different," Cecelia nodded.
The mother and daughter walked hand in hand, talking andughing, heading into the room.
Luther had a ck line on his face. Joyce really had no interest in the wedding. In theory, women
are the ones who love to organize these things. He thought, if there''s someone who feels the same
annoyance, it must be Felix, Vicki cares even less about societal rules, carefree and uninhibited. In
the future, if Felix wants to have a wedding, he''ll definitely be infuriated. Thinking like this, he felt a
sense of bnce in his heart.
Meanwhile, at the Saunders Residence.
Felix was choosing clothes at home, while Vicki sat on the sofa, rxing with her eyes closed.
Her belly had already started to show, she hadn''t gained much weight, but her stomach looked
round.
She kept rubbing her belly, lost in thought.
Felix changed into a ck suit and came out.
"How does this outfit look?" he asked.
Vicki nced at him, "All ck, are you going to a funeral again?"
Felix, "…"
What kind of talk was that? Too unlucky.
"Okay, I''ll change into a different outfit," Felix said.
A momentter, Felix came out in a dark blue suit.
"How about this one?" he asked again.
Vicki raised her eyes slightly, "You''re not meeting for business, dressing like a businessman. Are
you going to do business?"
Felix, "…"
In fact, Vicki''s own outfit was ready a long time ago, a burgundy floor-length dress with a dark wood
shawl. She didn''t deliberately hide her belly, and the color wasn''t too attention-grabbing. Mostly,
Vicki had a strong presence, she looked good in anything. And Vicki wasn''t picky, just picked a set
at random, and that was it. It was Felix himself who had been hesitant for several days and couldn''t
decide on his own clothes.
"Okay, I''ll change into another outfit," Felix went back into the dressing room.
This time, when he came out, he was wearing a white suit. He looked youthful and suave, catching
everyone''s eye. Felix was good-looking, charming, and this attire suited him well.
"How about this outfit? Are you satisfied now?" he asked Vicki.
Vicki looked at Felix, slightly distracted, because he looked extremely clean and charming in this
outfit, with his disheveled good looks. A staggering gentleman, unparalleled in the world, perhaps
that''s how to describe the sight she was seeing at that moment. It was mesmerizing.
She couldn''t help but swallow hard.
"You''re not a groomsman, why wear white? And dressing like this, who are you trying to seduce?
Hurry up and take it off. Felix, you showy peacock, stop flirting outside," Vicki''s voice turned cold. In
truth, she didn''t want others to see Felix like this. She just wanted to admire him herself.
Felix, "…"
Peacock! Who is she talking about? Clearly, he is absolutely faithful!
He waspletely speechless and frustrated, taking off the white suit and throwing it on a nearby
chair.
"Vicki, what exactly do you want? Not satisfied with this, not satisfied with that. What should I wear?
I can''t go naked, can I?" Besides, he was a married man, who could he be trying to seduce? Vicki
was his wife, most women would avoid him when they saw him.
He often frequented nightclubs, as well as a few other nightclubs at the Saunders Residence, all of
which he managed. But he found something strange. Those hostesses, including the floor
managers and staff, whether old or new, whenever they saw him, they kept their distance.
It was weird. It was as if he was a gue. Although he was definitely not interested in them, there
was no need to avoid him.