A wave of anxiety swept over Lemira.

Just as she expected, Evelina was finally making her move.

Orion spoke on the phone, "Don't worry, I'll personally keep an eye on things here. We'll definitely catch that driver."

"All right, I'll wait for your news."

After hanging up, Lemira took a deep breath. So it was finally happening.

She had thought it would take longer-after all, Asher had originally planned to make the payment only after the wedding. But her actions during the day must have provoked him, so perhaps out of spite, or to show how much he trusted Evelina, he had deliberately transferred the money ahead of schedule.

For her, that was actually a good thing.

In the afternoon, guests began to arrive one after another.

Evelina appeared in a simple, fresh white dress. Since she still hadn't managed to get her hands on a limited-edition designer gown, she didn't want to show up in a cheap one too early and be laughed at.

Anyway, now that the money had been transferred just as her father instructed, she would soon be free from the Langston family.

Just thinking about that brightened her mood considerably.

Lemira, dressed in plain clothes, came downstairs and saw Evelina outside,

beaming as she welcomed the Sinclair sisters inside.

Susanna glanced around with obvious distaste. “This villa is so small."

A wedding at home? How utterly shabby.

Sophia gently pressed her sister's hand, then turned to Evelina with a polite smile. "My mother had something urgent to attend to today and couldn't make it, so my sister and I are here on her behalf. We hope you'll help explain this to the CEO of PZ Group."

In truth, it was Mrs. Amanda who wasn't coming, and her mother felt it was beneath her status to attend alone. After all, a family like the Langstons really wasn't worthy of Mrs. Amelia's personal appearance.

Evelina's smile stiffened. So Mrs. Amelia wasn't coming again? It was a clear sign of disrespect toward the Langston family! The Sinclairs were in need of money and had sought out this partnership themselves, yet they still managed to act so superior.

Still, Evelina kept her thoughts to herself, though her expression soured.

Susanna, however, kept up her tone of disdain. "This place really is on the small side."

"If you think this place is too small to accommodate someone as important as you, Susanna, you're welcome to leave right now."

Lemira walked out, radiating a commanding presence. She was dressed all in black, with a single white flower tucked behind her ear.

Susanna rolled her eyes. "As if I even want to be here."

Sophia hurriedly interjected, "Please don't mind my sister. I actually think small

weddings are cozy and intimate—there's no need for a big production."

Evelina forced a smile. “Exactly. The CEO of PZ Group prefers to keep a low profile, so we decided not to make a big fuss."

If it weren't for that, she would never have agreed to hold the wedding at home. It was so humiliating.

Of course, Sophia knew everyone

was here for one reason: to meet the

CEO of PZ Group. If they could manage to make a connection, it would be a huge benefit for the Sinclair family-relationship with such an international corporation was nothing to scoff at.

Sophia quickly shifted the conversation, looking at Lemira. "Ms. Langston, is that

what you're wearing to the wedding? Isn't it a bit... somber?"

Evelina felt a twinge of satisfaction seeing Lemira in such a plain black outfit not attracting any attention. At leas that little bitch knew who the real star was.

white

Susanna giggled behind her hand, "Lemira's all in black, with a white flower. If you didn't know better you'@think she was here for a funeral, not a wedding."

Hearing that, Evelina suddenly realized something was off.

She glared at Lemira, full of indignation. “Are you cursing me? You are not allowed

to wear something so inauspicious to my wedding!"

Lemira answered coolly, "What I wear is none of your concern. This is my villa, and I

never said I was attending your wedding, so don't flatter yourself."

With that, Lemira turned and headed to the food table.

Evelina was left fuming. That wretched Lemira.

Sophia looked surprised. “Did Lemira say this villa was hers?"

“Hmph. It technically belongs to the Langston family, but Lemira pulled some tricks and managed to get it in her own name."