Just when Victoria was about to process everything, a handsome young man wearing a white tuxedo knocked on the opened door. His smile captivated the maids, as well as his whole appearance, he felt as if he was a dazzling prince, and he was!
He was Charles Heiston, from the Heiston empire. His hair was neatly combed, emerald eyes, pointed nose, thin red lips, and well-defined jawline distinguished him as an imperial member of the Heiston empire. Since he was smiling while looking at Victoria, still the latter was confused. She couldn't keep her eyebrows from creasing, yet her heart raged faster than before. Even if she couldn't understand her situation, she felt as if her most loyal friend had betrayed her
"Charles, could you explain to me what's happening?"
"As they've said, Victoria. It's your wedding day!"
"Wait, maybe this is all just a dream. Wedding?! Ashiel had never proposed to me before!"
