Chapter 85 - Rotten to The Core (1/2)

Henry Lin saw Maxen's retreating back. A look of triumph painted his face.

The Suis ruined him once and he would never let that happen again, even at the expense of his daughter's happiness.

To his left, he could see Olivia through the glass wall. He sneered, proud of how useful a daughter was, expanding his empire through a marriage alliance with the Yangs.

Now all he had to do was ensure that Olivia signs the marriage certificate that the Yang Family sent over to his office that morning.

Inside the room, Olivia motionlessly sat on the couch. It wasn't long ago when Maxen called her. She wanted to answer the call. She really did. And it took every ounce of her being to ignore his call. She wanted to tell him the truth, but she had to stick to her plan.

The rustle of the door against the carpeted floor snapped Olivia out of her trance. She glanced to where a loathsome man stood. She tilted her head, a rueful smile painted her face. She said, ”Look who's here. The Father of the bride.”

Clearing his throat, he took out the doc.u.ments and laid it on the table. ”You can sign these now. No need to wait until after the ceremony. I don't want your loverboy ruining this special occasion.”

”Ha!” Olivia folded her arms over her c.h.e.s.t and leaned on the couch. She gave Henry Lin a once over and sneered, ”The only person in this room who has a lover is you. How many did you fathered, Mr. Lin? No wonder you loved expanding your empire. You have many mouths to feed, after all.”

”Nonsense! There's only one woman that I love, and that is your mother. Now, sign these papers without me forcing you,” he warned, tapping the doc.u.ments with his finger.

Searching her bag for her stamp, Olivia let out a suppressed laugh. ”Stop lying to yourself, Mr. Lin. Because the only person you love is yourself. Oh, and money.” She dangled the stamp in the air like a carrot and Henry Lin followed it with his eyes. Skimming the doc.u.ments, she nodded her head, flipping one doc.u.ment after the other.

”Stop buying time, Olivia. I don't have the patience of a saint,” Henry gritted.

Uncapping the round, red stamp, Olivia heaved a sigh. ”You brought this wedding to yourself, Mr. Lin.” And without blinking an eye, she sealed the marriage certificate of a Lin and a Yang.

The dense and heavy air that fogged the room dispersed when the sweet voice of Emily chimed across the hallway. Henry Lin immediately tucked the doc.u.ments inside the envelope and left without saying a word.

Frozen in her spot, Emily waited until Henry Lin was far from the glass-walled room and dramatically shivered. That uncle sure was creepy. Growing up, they were all scared of him, well, except for Maxen, who's not scared of anything.

Forcing a smile, Emily complimented, ”You look gorgeous, Livi darling!” She waltzed forward and hugged the bride, checking Olivia from head to toe, doing her best to fulfill her role as maid-of-horror.

No. That's not true. Who cares if she snapped at the wedding coordinator for using the wrong color of the carpet? Or scaring the caterer until the team cried, all because of a lone fingerprint on one goblet? She's just doing her job. She's a sweet and dandy maid-of-honor.

Feeling guilty, she talked to herself repeatedly that she's not betraying Maxen by playing out her fantasy. But she's helping out a friend who asked her to be the maid-of-honor slash wedding planner of the day.