Clay's complexion drained when he spotted the man exiting the elevator. Quickly composing himself, he plastered on a grin. "Uncle! What an unexpected pleasure! I never imagined you'd attend my wedding—I'm truly grateful!"
He laughed awkwardly, rushing to clarify, "My apologies for this commotion. An uninvited guest tried to disrupt things, but I'll resolve it promptly. Allow me to escort you to your place first!"
His mother was overjoyed to see her brother-in-law, her aged face brightening with delight. "I didn't think you'd actually join us! We're so honored! Pardon this... minor family issue. I hope it doesn't bother you!"
As she spoke, she clumsily cleaned her hands of blood using a napkin.
The throng had gathered so densely that Jewell and I were hidden from view. My mind was reeling, struggling to comprehend the situation. That man's voice sounded oddly familiar, as if I'd heard it before, but I couldn't quite place it.