"Actually..." After a while, George Summer sighed, his tone filled with regret. "Why are you so persistent? Do you know that the Yancey Clan announced to the public half a month ago that they might be having a wedding?"
A... wedding?
Tara Summer shuddered violently, she lifted her head suddenly, staring wide-eyed at him: "What did you say? What wedding!?"
Her face as pale as a ghost, Tara tightly gripped the man's hand, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing her like this, George's heart ached even more, his envy for Liam Yancey growing. Just what did Liam have that could make Tara so devoted to him? Even though there was another woman, even though it had been a year since their divorce, she still loved him!?
"The news was announced by Old Master Yancey, the former president of the Saint Emperia Group, he told the media that in two months, on the 9th of September, Master Liam... will be getting married!"
