Ella smiled softly. "Miss Vivian, we did send you an invitation. After all, in both the Nelson and Anderson families, attending a wedding banquet requires an invitation. I hope you can understand."
"Vivian, stop causing a scene and go inside," David said impatiently.
Carl, who was deeply in love with Vivian, snorted. "Rules are made by people, aren't they?"
"David, our wedding banquet is only for genuine friends. And this person is…?" Eric trailed off, his piercing gaze landing on Carl.
Carl felt the weight of Eric's cold stare, sharp as a sword ready to pierce his chest. Startled, he locked eyes with the man radiating such an icy, commanding presence.
"Carl, if you want to attend this wedding banquet, stop talking nonsense," David said, frowning.
Carl's face darkened, but he dared not say another word.
