NovelEnglishChapter 913 She looked up at Griffon” handsome profile and asked, “Mr. Peacock, where should we hold our mating ceremony?” Griffon lowered his long, curly eyelashes and frowned as he asked her, “What peacock?” Taya lowered her hand that was holding up the front of her dress and patted his arm, “I just gave you a nickname. How does it sound? Do you like it?” On their mating ceremony day, Griffon, who had been angered by her twice, pinched her cheek and said, “You just wait, tonight | will make you beg for mercy and cry...” Taya fearlessly lifted her chin and said, “If you don't like it, you can call me Zelus instead.” Taya shook his arm and asked, “Tell me quickly, where are we going to have the mating ceremony?” The man seemed to be coaxed by her, and his previous fear dissipated a bit. “Ireland,” he said. Ireland, a place where unmate is prohibited. He chose this place to tell her — In his mating, there was no unmate, only widowhood. Wearing a pristine white mating ceremony dress and suit, the couple looked like a perfect match as they walked towards the lawn, chatting and laughing along the way.
Following behind are the people from the prestigious Knight
pack, the bride's friends, and her niece. Other than that, there was a makeup team of around forty people, as well as over a hundred 2/3 3/3 essional bodyguards accompanying them...
They all boarded the helicopters one after another, while the man sitting in a wheelchair watched as the helicopters flew across the sky. After a long while, he lowered his gaze and stared at his own legs for a while before saying in a calm tone, “Camille, after returning to Imperial, go to the Cooke pack and call off the engagement.”
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