If they had realized the bride wasn't Ella, Eric would have naturally found a way to stop Carl.
Now, with the bride and groom already back, access to the ninth floor of the hotel was tightly controlled.
At the stairway entrance, security guards stood in formation, and only those with invitations were allowed through.
When Vivian and her group arrived at the Nelson Group Hotel, Eric and Ella were already entertaining guests on the ninth floor.
"What do we do now? They've already had the wedding! Damn it, I'm furious! You're all useless!" Vivian fumed, her face contorted in anger as she jabbed the elevator button for the ninth floor, as if willing it to arrive instantly.
Carl wore a guilty expression. "I'm sorry, Vivian… I didn't know Eric would be this cunning. A man like him doesn't deserve you. Maybe we should just let this go…"