Chapter 2 The Death Photo at the Wedding

"Brother Kevin!" Harvey Cliff's three sons cried out in unison.

"Uncle, it's been a long time."

The word 'uncle' sent a chill down Harvey Cliff's spine as he stood up and smiled, "Indeed it has. I suppose the Cliff family's security guards shouldn't have recognized you."

"Are you referring to the trash outside the door?" The man turned slightly, and outside the wide-open door stood eight well-trained individuals in shiny silver suits, while the Cliff family's security personnel were already lying at their feet.

"What is your relationship with 'Hidden'?!" Harvey Cliff asked incredulously.

'Hidden', rumored to be an invisible organization that, if it took on your request and accepted it, there was nothing they couldn't accomplish. Whether in the business and political realms or in the underworld and legitimate society, even in international cases, it was all a piece of cake for them.

"I'm not here to catch up with you all. I've already notified the Green's family. The woman of the Green's family, I will marry! Tomorrow, I will take over as the CEO of the Cliff family!" The man declared before turning to leave.

"Wait a minute! That condition doesn't work on you!"

The footsteps halted, and a cold light swept over, the thin lips hooked coldly, "Doesn't work? Eighteen years ago, the Cliff family sold a person to the Green's family. Today, I am marrying back a woman from the Green's family! And the 'Cliff family' is nothing but a tool for me to bring down the Green family. Once I'm done with the Green family, it will be your turn."

His deep and resonant voice rose slowly, sending shivers down one's spine.

In less than one minute, the man had come and gone, and if not for the security guards still lying at the door, one might have thought it was all a dream.

Harvey Cliff slumped onto the couch, the young wolf pup of the past had now become a fully-fledged wolf with lethal power. His icy expression, his sinister gaze, made him seem like an Asura from Hell, radiating an aura of malice that was absolutely chilling.

"Dad, what did Brother Kevin mean when he said eighteen years ago the Cliff family sold someone to the Green's family?" Zeal Cliff asked, confused.

"That's not for you to ask! What we need to think about now is how to prevent Kevin Cliff from taking over the Cliff's company!"

Harvey Cliff rebuked harshly and dismissively before walking away, leaving his three sons looking at each other in confusion.

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Three days later, it was a full moon.

As night fell, A City, famed as one of the world's most beautiful coastal cities, was enveloped in romantic warm lights, as bright as day.

A grand wedding ceremony was being held here, with the media allowed to film the entire event.

At this moment, fancy cars were continuously arriving, without a doubt, this was a wedding that sent shockwaves around the globe.

The time for the wedding ceremony had arrived, and as the romantic wedding march began to play.

Following tradition, the bride walked in on her father's arm, stepping through the gates of happiness.

Everyone was captivated by the bride's beauty, so delicate and appealing, so ethereal and otherworldly, like an elf descending to earth.

However, the bride stood at the floral arch for a long time, with no groom coming to join her on the red carpet because the groom simply wasn't there!

Everyone knew that the groom had not come, yet no one informed the bride, allowing her to enter as scheduled, clearly intending to embarrass her and her family.

To retreat was not an option; to proceed, impossible.

The usually shy Charlotte Green clenched her bouquet tightly, her head bowed, not daring to meet anyone's gaze, for it would surely be full of disdain and mockery.

In the guest seats, there were no members of the Cliff family, and from the Green's family, besides the father who had to escort her down the red carpet, there was no one else.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes...

The bride's head hung lower and lower, her father sticking out his chest, holding up a brave front.

Then, nearly forty minutes had passed when someone suddenly yelled, "The groom is here!"

Even Charlotte couldn't help but turn to look—

The figure that appeared at the entrance of the church was tall and upright, dressed in a formal suit, but his sharply defined face was cold and stern, especially—

he was holding a death photo in his hand!

Some stood up in surprise, others exclaimed.

The murmurs filled the room in an instant.

The first reaction of Jay Green was to hold his daughter tighter, fearful she couldn't handle it and might run away.

"It's not... he's not..." Charlotte murmured in terror, her face so pale that even the makeup couldn't hide it.

He wasn't the Young Master of the Cliff family, Zeal Cliff; he wasn't...

Soon, the man stood in front of her, his cold aura overwhelming her as if she was standing in an ice cellar.

His bride was beautiful; that was Kevin Cliff's first thought when he saw her.

Even though he had already seen her photos in the investigation files, she was more beautiful in person, ethereal as if she were untouched by the mundane world. Her small, heart-shaped face, her delicate features were flawlessly balanced, neither too gaudy nor too plain, beautifully innocent, just perfect. Especially now, those vivid, innocent eyes were fixed on him with a look of confusion and fear, like an elf who had strayed into the human realm, lost and unsure.

Pitiful and enchanting, yet—she had no effect on him whatsoever!

"I promised her, to let her witness my happiness!" he declared cruelly, pulling his bride over and bowing his head to inform her.

The tight grip on Charlotte's slender waist made her tremble, and her gaze drifted to the death photo in his hand, legs giving way beneath her.

The girl in the photo had a radiant smile, yet it was also... sinister.

"We can start now," Kevin Cliff announced to the assistant acting as his best man.

Despite the absurdity, no one dared to speak a word of objection to him, for the man's presence exerted a tremendous pressure that nobody dared to provoke.

"Wait... wait a moment!" Unexpectedly, the aggrieved bride spoke out, her whisper as soft as a mosquito but penetrating to the heart.