Chapter 510


    Chapter 510 Raymond Met Charisa


    Buzz swirled around every wedding detail, meticulously nned and executed by the


    groom.


    Tales were whispered that the groom had envisioned the bride’s wedding dress the day after their first


    meeting, a testament to his unwavering love and dedication.


    Such rumors and whispers whipped the city into a frenzy, with countless young girls swooning over the


    romantic tale, dreaming of their fairytale weddings.


    Amidst the whirlwind of excitement, Cherise, hand in hand with Beckham, gracefully navigated the long


    aisle, each step bringing her closer to her groom, the man with whom she would spend the rest of her


    life.


    Reality and dreams intertwined, creating an enchanting fusion of romance and reality.


    Cherise felt a flutter of nerves; her lips pursed as she subtly nced at Charisa from the corner of her


    eye.


    Charisa sat there, an aura of elegance radiating from her, her lips curved into a gentle smile.


    To her left sat Zachary, while the seat to her right remained conspicuously empty.


    Just as Cherise began to rx and turn her gaze away, Raymond, dressed in a crisp white suit, took


    his ce beside Charisa.


    The atmosphere in the church was a harmonious blend of serenity and passion, a reflection of the love


    that filled the air.


    The priest, adorned in gold-trimmed robes, stood at the center, his smile warm and weing as he


    addressed the couple before him.


    “Damien Lenoir, do you take Cherise Shaw to be yourwfully wedded wife? To love and cherish her,


    through thick and thin, in sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, until death do you part?”


    Damien, his voice filled with conviction, replied, “I do.”


    “Cherise Shaw, do you take Damien Lenoir to be yourwfully wedded husband? To love and cherish


    him, through thick and thin, in sickness and health, for richer or for poorer, until death. do you part?”


    Her eyes sparkling with love, Cherise squeezed Damien’s hand and said, “I do.”


    The apuse echoed through the room, a resounding symphony of support for the newlyweds.


    In a quiet corner, Charisa joined in the apuse, her smile masking the turmoil within. A man, sitting


    beside her for a while, leaned over.


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    “Hello, Ms. Miles,” Raymond greeted her with a hint of mischief in his eyes. His gaze drifted towards


    the couple at the center of the stage, a faint smile on his lips. “Remember me?”


    Charisa’s smile faltered, her attention drawn to the man. Her eyes widened in surprise as recognition


    shed across her face.


    That face…


    Memories of a fateful night neen years ago flooded back, vivid and unforgettable. Every person


    from that night was etched in her mind forever.


    But…


    If her memory served her right, Hansen should have been dead for over a decade.


    “I am Raymond Lenoir,” he said, his smile unwavering. The look in her eyes told him she still


    remembered.


    Once, such a gaze would have unnerved him. But the Raymond of today was a different man. His


    resilience hardened like a city wall.


    “I know I resemble my older brother,” he continued, his expression unreadable. “But don’t be mistaken,


    Ms. Miles.”


    “I’m not the viin you met seventeen years ago. I was the one who provided you with those vital


    clues.”


    Charisa’s frown softened, the wariness in her eyes subsiding. It was true.


    He and Hansen were brothers, their resemnce inevitable. And she remembered Hansen’s younger


    brother from the Lenoir family, who had aided her in her mission.


    With his help, she had sessfully eliminated Hansen, who was far away in Adania.


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