The final date for the wedding was set for three days later.
White’s parents, after investigating Amanda’s origins, were very pleased with her, at least it’s a woman!
In order to prevent their son from going back on his word, White’s parents sent out invitations in a frenzy, fearing any accident to happen.
Now, the celebrity circles of New York’s upper echelons exploded.
“The president of the White family is actually getting married? I don’t know whose daughter it is, why aren’t there any words about it?”
“I don’t know, if it wasn’t for this invitation, I would have let my daughter try.”
“Speaking of which, what’s up with the invitation stating that no media is allowed to be there and no photos of any kind are allowed?”
“Hey, the status of the White family who dares to disobey, thank goodness you were invited.”
Three days flew by and Miller White had taken Amanda to his place early out of consideration for her situation.
The incident caused Amanda to develop a slight crush on the man who stood at the top of the pyramid.
On the day of the wedding, Amanda sat in the wedding car on the way to the hotel.
Bette watched that Amanda put on her wedding dress for the second time and sighed inwardly, hoping that this time she would find her happiness.
Amanda looks out of the window at the fleeting scenery, and she thinks of what Miller White said last night.
“The wedding news will not be announced to the public for the time being, but from now on you will be the matriarch of White family, remember who you are.”
“I understand, even if it’s a formal marriage, I don’t care.” She made herself appear as indifferent as possible.
The man’s mouth twitched, “It won’t.”
And with Bruce White’s operation, George also received an unexpected invitation.
“Miller White’s wedding?”
George looked a bit odd, Wasn’t this young master a gay?
George was busy ordering people to prepare gifts.
Just as George arrived at the hotel with his generous gift, an accident happened.
The waiter at the party actually said he wasn’t allowed in?
“Have you got it wrong? I have an invitation,” George said in a low voice as he got in the way.
The waiter politely owed a reply, “Our young master said, please wait outside, he will come to you after the wedding banquet.”
So much for George wanting to leave, and with Miller White giving the word, did he dare to disobey?
Thus, the well-dressed George, standing under the hot sun and the probing eyes of the surrounding pedestrians, waited at the door.
If George turned back at this moment, he would find that not far behind him, there was someone in the same situation as him, and standing beside him was the ‘target’ of his trip.
“Brother, I was wrong, I really was wrong, let me in!” Bruce White begged for mercy with a bitter face.
Miller White suit up and wore a boutonniere: “You recruited him, and he’s not leaving!”
When he finished, he returned to the wedding party through the side door.
It was getting a little darker, George was waiting anxiously, and Bruce White was dizzy with hunger.
Until a waiter came out and said to George, “Our young master said that he was a little tired today, and asked you to meet another day.”
George secretly squeezed his fist, then unclenched it and smiled a few perfunctory words.
The night was cold, and Amanda has drunk some wine at the wedding party, but Miller drank most of the wine. She took a shower and sat on a soft chair on the balcony, admiring the layout of the White family.
It was indeed the house of the big boss. The back garden was simply beautiful!
At that moment, Miller walked in with his wet hair seemed a less cold than usual, replaced by languid and seductive, excepted he looked a little gloomy.
“Uh… is something wrong?”
“My parents want us to share a room.”
“It’s okay, the bed is big enough for me to sleep on one side.” Amanda was understanding.
“They’ll be eavesdropping.”
“What about that?”
“As they wish!”
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Amanda glared at Miller and watched as he began to strip…