In order to prevent these men from causing havoc for his little bride, he had to sacrifice his precious cognac.
"That's right! I see that you really do care about your bride. Why don't you announce her to the world since you care about her that much?"
Miles sighed helplessly. "At this moment, she is only aware that I have some money, but not of my true identity."
Adam and Adela were both taken aback by this.
Adela asked, "When will you have your wedding?"
All three of them had been good friends since they were young.
They had experienced many things together. In other words, they were friends for life.
They usually joked with each other without taking anything to heart.
Of course, they were really ruthless when it came to ripping each other off.
Miles stood up, walking towards the huge French window which overlooked the whole of London. "I'll wait until the day she truly falls in love with me."
It was Saturday.
