Violet Nelson thought that Christopher Simonson had arranged traffic control with the relevant departments to ensure the wedding procession didn't encounter any traffic jams.
She was feeling mixed emotions.
Naturally, she was pleased to be given preferential treatment, but weddings are supposed to be festive and lively, weren't they? Now it looked so desolate, what was that like?
Besides, with everyone dispersed, who would witness the grandeur of her wedding?
Sitting next to her, the groom Lysander Russell also seemed to be affected, his smile faint.
Violet Nelson said softly, "I think my uncle is worried about traffic congestion delaying the wedding reception…"
Before she could finish, Lysander Russell gave her a strange look, "You don't know?"
Violet Nelson was stunned, "Know what?"