the wedding started

Marco DeLuca sighed, and he ran a hand through his hair before he placed his iced coffee on the side table. "I resigned. Remember? You signed off on it yourself. So tell me, why are you here? And why the hell are you calling yourself my boss?"

Rylan Kensington leaned back against the couch, and he crossed his one leg over the other leg. He was completely unbothered by Marco Deluca's tone. "Because I am." He spoke like it was matter of fact, and Marco Deluca was asking nonsense.

Marco Deluca was in disbelief, but before he could further argue with Rylan Kensington, Rylan Kensington spoke up, "And I am here today for this."

As he said that, Rylan Kensington pulled out a golden card from his pocket, and extended it towards Marco Deluca.