Chapter 4

The wedding was set at the city's most solemn cathedral.

Although publicly claimed to be acting to fulfill an old man's dying wish, the grandeur even surpassed my wedding with Alexander back then.

Almost all the prominent figures in social circles came.

Whether out of curiosity or to watch the drama unfold, in any case, every seat was filled.

I wore a black dress, sitting in a front row seat.

This outfit didn't look like attending a wedding, but rather a funeral.

The people around me looked at me with eyes full of intrigue and whispered among themselves.

"Hey, look at Serena, she actually came."

"Being a wife like this must be so humiliating, right? Her husband is about to marry someone else, and she can still sit here?"

"I heard it's for that woman's grandfather, supposedly acting."

"Acting? Do you believe that? Look at that jewelry, that grandeur, no less than back then."

"Shh, keep your voice down..."

I held my wine glass, gently swirling it, turning a deaf ear to the surrounding gossip.

The wedding march began.

The doors opened, and Alexander walked down the red carpet with Vivian on his arm.

Alexander wore a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, devastatingly handsome.

Vivian wore an expensive dress, a white veil on her head, her face beaming with happiness.

It seemed they ultimately couldn't find a more suitable crown.

As Alexander passed by me, his steps paused slightly.

He glanced at me, his eyes somewhat complex.

I raised my glass in a distant toast to him, the corner of my mouth curling into a cold smile.

During the vow ceremony, the entire venue quieted down.

Alexander looked at Vivian affectionately, his voice loud: "I do."

Thunderous applause erupted below the stage.

Vivian was moved to tears, one hand gently caressing her slightly protruding abdomen.

"I have one more piece of good news to share with everyone."

"Alex and I already have the fruit of our love. Today is a double celebration."

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire venue erupted.

"My God, she's really pregnant!"

"This isn't acting, this is taking advantage of the situation to rise in status!"

"Serena's face must be completely humiliated now, right?"

All eyes instantly focused on me, waiting for me to rush up like a shrew and cause a scene.

Alexander on stage was also somewhat flustered.

Obviously, Vivian hadn't consulted him before publicly announcing this.

He instinctively looked at me.

I stood up, smoothed out my skirt, and calmly walked onto the stage, taking the microphone.

"Congratulations, Alexander, Miss Vivian."

I smiled at them:

"Since it's a double celebration, as his legal wife, let me give you a big gift to help celebrate."

Alexander's face turned pale, lowering his voice: "Serena, don't do anything rash! Whatever it is, we'll talk about it when we get home!"

"Go home? Which home?"

I looked at him mockingly: "The houses under your name now don't seem to belong to you anymore."

"What do you mean?" Alexander was stunned.

I didn't answer him, just raised my hand and snapped my fingers.

The huge LED screen behind me suddenly flickered.

The originally playing images of their sweet wedding photos disappeared.

Replacing them were densely packed financial statements, bank transaction records, and scanned copies of asset transfer agreements.

The entire venue instantly became deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the big screen.

In the center of the screen, bold red text was particularly glaring:

[Alexander, current total assets: zero.]

[Current debt: 2.9 billion dollars.]