Chapter 6

Elara's POV

After recovering from the high fever, I completely changed my life focus.

I didn't post an apology video, didn't pay attention to the online abuse, but focused wholeheartedly on wedding preparations.

Although Damon was abroad, he arranged the best team to assist me. The wedding venue was set at New York's most expensive hillside manor, a private property under Damon's name.

That afternoon, I went to the bridal shop to try on the wedding dress I'd personally participated in designing. I'd spent an entire year designing it, originally intending to wear it for Cole and the others. Now, I just wanted to wear it and marry Damon beautifully.

After trying on the dress, I took the packaged gown and headed to the hillside manor to decorate the wedding venue.

However, the moment I pushed open the manor's main door, I was completely shocked.

The romantically decorated wedding venue was now in complete chaos.

Expensive imported roses were trampled into mud. Carefully selected delicate decorations were thrown everywhere. In the center of the living room, the three Hunt brothers were playing loud music, partying with a group of friends.

And Serena was wearing an extremely familiar white dress, laughing happily in the crowd.

That was my backup wedding dress!

"Well, well, if it isn't our big star Elara?" Ethan walked over with a wine glass, swaying drunkenly, his face full of mockery. "What, did you come to attend Serena's birthday party?"

I stared at the wedding dress on Serena, my voice cold as ice. "Who allowed you to come in? Who allowed her to wear my wedding dress?!"

"What are you yelling about?" Cole walked over frowning, protecting Serena behind him. "This manor is our company's property. We can use it if we want. As for this cheap dress, Serena thought it looked nice. What's wrong with her wearing it? Are you really that petty?"

"Exactly." Nathan sneered. "Elara, don't tell me you actually think that by finding some random man and holding a fake wedding, you can provoke us?"

They thought there was no way I could actually marry someone else. Everything I did was just to pressure them.

Serena deliberately tugged at the wedding dress hem, saying delicately, "Elara, I'm sorry. I didn't know this was your wedding dress. But this dress fits me perfectly. Cole said when we get engaged, he'll let me wear this one."

As she spoke, she deliberately let her hand slip. Her wine glass tilted, and dark red liquid instantly splashed onto the pure white dress, leaving conspicuous stains.

"Oops, I got it dirty." Serena covered her mouth, apologizing without sincerity.

I watched this scene without losing control like before, without shedding a single tear.

I suddenly felt it was ridiculous. How stupid must I have been to fall in love with these three idiots?

I calmly took out my phone, opened the camera, and clearly recorded this floor full of trash and their ugly faces.

"What are you doing? Put your phone down!" Ethan's expression changed, reaching to grab my phone.

I stepped back, avoiding his hand, a mocking smile on my lips.

"Cole Hunt. Nathan Hunt. Ethan Hunt." I called out their names one by one, looking at them like they were already dead.

"This wedding dress? Think of it as Serena's funeral gown. And this venue? Since you like it so much, stay as long as you want. Play slowly."

"Because tomorrow, I'll put on the world's most expensive wedding dress, at New York's most luxurious hotel, and marry a man you could never measure up to."

After speaking, without a trace of reluctance, I turned and walked out of the manor.

Cole roared from behind. "Elara! Walk out that door, and tomorrow we'll crash your fake wedding. We'll make you the joke of New York."

I didn't stop. I just kept walking.

Crash it?

Good. I'm looking forward to it.

I couldn't wait to see their faces when they found out who the groom really was.