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A high-society wedding broadcast worldwide.
My childhood sweetheart broke our seven-year promise, proposing to Melody, a girl from an underprivileged background, right in front of everyone.
Just as I became the laughingstock of the entire city, on the verge of a breakdown and despair,
My usually cold and aloof adoptive brother, Cort, publicly married me right after the wedding.
I thought he was my saving grace, and I fell deeper and deeper under his unwavering devotion over the next five years.
Until I accidentally overheard a conversation between two people:
"Is it really worth sacrificing yourself by marrying someone you don't love, all for Melody's sake?"
"We agreed from the start: whoever Melody chooses, the other one would marry Serenity."
"I'd do anything as long as Melody can be happy."
Only then did I realize that this marriage of redemption was nothing but a thorough conspiracy from the very beginning.
Two acts performed by old acquaintances, with Melody as the sole protagonist.
I personally orchestrated a kidnapping.
Watching Cort and Zoran rush towards Melody, I smiled as I pressed the detonator.
For the rest of my life, I hope to have no more entanglements with any of you.

A Global Wedding Broadcast

I wanted to vent all the frustration in my heart.


And Cort was left speechless as I pressed him step by step.


When he finally regained his composure and tried to argue further,


"Well, well, what do we have here? If it isn't the former Mr. Prescott, CEO."


"What are you doing here looking for my girlfriend?"


I frowned, trying to signal with my eyes for him not to say anything rash.


But Eames raised an eyebrow at me, as if to say "I've got your back, sis."


He stood up and yelled at Eames, "Your girlfriend? She's my darling!"


"Oh? Then let's see that marriage certificate of yours."


"An old divorced man like you has no right to compete with me!"


"What, with that chicken-shit body of yours?"


"Or with those shot kidneys you got from all your cheating?"


"Or are you saying you can afford to buy her a penthouse in New York City?"


His words were like venom. I was worried Cort might keel over,


Chapter 10