Chapter 1439 - 1480: The Wedding Day

Alice Conley’s original resentment toward Kyle Kinston gradually faded, scattered with Kyle’s various sacrifices for her dearest friend. For her, what she most wanted to see was her friend’s happiness.

"Tomorrow, you will definitely be the most beautiful bride." Alice Conley said, "Mabel, this time, you must be happy!" She offered her most sincere blessings.

Mabel Quinn smiled softly, "Alice, thank you, I will."

She believed she would be happy.

***

On the wedding day of the Quinn and Kinston families, almost all the media in J City were focused on the event. Although neither family had invited reporters to the wedding banquet, it didn’t stop the press corps from lingering outside the venue, documenting this rare occasion.

Meanwhile, a temporary fence was set up on the road outside the venue, with numerous security guards and police maintaining order. After all, today doesn’t just have countless reporters outside but also many onlookers. Some even came early in the morning, as the wedding guests included not only business tycoons and aristocratic families but also celebrities from the entertainment industry. Especially Atlas Shaw, whose name alone was enough to attract a large crowd of onlookers; Atlas Shaw’s fan base is truly unpredictable.

Thus, whenever guests arrived and stepped out of their vehicles, the onlookers and reporters would continuously take photos and videos, accompanied by various screams and discussions—a truly lively scene.

Mabel Quinn was in the dressing room, wearing a pure white wedding dress and an exquisite makeup look. The crown pinned on the pure white flower bud veil made her look like a princess.

The reflection in the mirror surprised her with its beauty, almost like her but not quite.

Yet, regardless, she could see a smile on her face in the mirror; it was a happy smile. Alice Conley entered the dressing room, and upon seeing Mabel Quinn, said, "You’re beautiful, my God, I’m tempted to take you home myself!"

"If you really take me home, your Dorian Howards might just cry." Mabel Quinn joked, "I don’t want him coming after me."

Alice Conley stuck out her tongue, and after a while, she said, "By the way, I saw Daniel Harris outside. He has a little boy with him who’s quite cute and looks a bit like him—very expressionless, and seems like he doesn’t enjoy talking or is quite reserved." When Alice Conley saw the child, she felt something was off, like he wasn’t a normal child. Compared to her own son, who occasionally acts aloof, Daniel’s child felt completely different.

"Of course, his son resembles him a little. I should see the child later during the toast." Mabel Quinn said.

"What, son?!" Alice Conley was stunned, "You mean the child Daniel Harris brought is his son?"

"Yes." Mabel Quinn nodded, "Earlier, he asked me for two invitation cards, saying he would bring his son along."

"He’s married?" Alice Conley asked skeptically. But if Daniel Harris was married, she would have heard about it. Could it be a secret marriage?

Yet, in recent years, the Harris Family seemed always to be looking for a match for Daniel. For a moment, all sorts of guesses flashed through Alice Conley’s mind.