Chapter 3
"What are you guys doing?!" The elderly foreign man with white hair walked in and saw two security guards rushing towards Manon. He quickly threw down his cane and hurried over, "Let her go! She's my esteemed guest, the most distinguished guest!"
Esteemed guest?
The expressions on everyone's faces in the room instantly froze.
Who is Ray? He is France's most famous dress designer, and he only has this one store in California. He usually doesn't even make custom dresses for people, let alone give face to the Malcolm family!
This girl, is she his esteemed guest?
Ray shouted at the store clerk, "What are you doing?! You're fired!"
"Mr. Ray, I'm sorry, ah! Miss Anderson, I, I didn't mean to offend you!"
The store clerk was so scared that she was panicking and apologizing, but at this moment, manon couldn't be bothered to even give her a glance, and looked straight at Ray, "The dress."
"Please follow me upstairs."
Ray finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Manon didn't seem to want to pursue the matter, and led her upstairs. Megan and her little sisters were left downstairs, awkward and stiff.
At this moment, a luxurious and exquisite red dress was lying on the workbench.
The dress was well-cut, made of luxurious fabric, and every stitch was personally done by Ray.
The two walked up to the workbench, and Ray began to introduce the dress to manon, "Manon, let me introduce this dress to you. Its fabric..."
"Thank you, no need," the girl interrupted him. "As long as it fits, please also prepare a set of men's formal wear for me. His body size is probably..."Manon recalled the size of Louis in her mind and then reported it to Ray.
Ray was not angry at being interrupted and hesitated for a while. "Manon, those clothes downstairs may not be suitable for your male companion."
His gaze suddenly fell on another workbench. "Oh, this was customized by a previous customer. The size is the same as your male companion's. Manon, are you satisfied?"
"I don't mind, but what about your customer?"
"It's okay. There is no more distinguished customer than you." The old man waved his hand. "I can make another set for that customer. He is not in a hurry."
"Okay, thank you."
Manon nodded and watched Ray carefully put the two formal wear into a paper bag before she walked out with the bag.
In just a passing moment -
The flower assistant in a suit walked into the store and smiled at the employees who were still whispering about Manon, "I'm looking for Mr. Ray."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The attitude of the employees instantly became extremely respectful. Although the man in front of them was just an assistant, the person he served was not simple.
The white-haired old man sat on the workbench smoking a cigar. When he saw the flower assistant coming in, his expression became a little impatient. "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Ray, I'm here to pick up the customized formal wear for Seventh Master and I also want to have a set of women's wear customized-"
"Oh, I gave the dress to someone else. Let the kid from the Malcolm family wait a bit longer," Ray waved his hand. "I'm busy, don't disturb me."
"..."The expression on the flower assistant's face stiffened. "But our CEO needs it for tomorrow—"
"I'll talk to him! Now get out!" Ray's anger was palpable, and the flower assistant knew better than to argue.
This old man had a mysterious background and dared to offend even the Seventh Lord. She couldn't possibly resist him.
...
"CEO, we've found the information on Anderson," the flower assistant said, handing over the file. Louis nodded and looked at the contents, momentarily stunned.
Manon, the child left behind by the deceased Mrs. Anderson from the Anderson family, had been raised by her grandparents in the countryside. She dropped out of junior high school and had nothing to show for herself except for her face. She would turn 20 tomorrow.
Was this the girl he had seen?
The flower assistant watched as his boss stared at the file for a long time, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Who knew this girl had such a pure and unsullied background? Was the CEO going to be angry?
"Plain and unremarkable," Louis said, tugging at the corner of his lips before casually shredding the file.
"Um, there's one more thing..." The flower assistant looked even more embarrassed. "Mr. Ray said that your dress was taken by a guest..."
A guest? Someone in California dared to steal from him?
The man's lips curved into a cold smile. "Find out who it was."
The next morning, the black Ferrari parked precisely at 9 o'clock in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The man parked the car on the side and stood at the door, waiting for Manon. His handsome face was eye-catching, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Manon's identity should not be so simple. Why was she in such a hurry to get married? What was her purpose?
"Mr. Malcolm."
Louis looked up and saw Manon standing calmly in front of the car. "Let's go."
"Okay."
Looking at the girl's exquisite and beautiful face, Louis lips curled up with a faint smile.
Manon handed him a paper bag, "Hurry up and get the certificate. I have already prepared your suit for the wedding."
Louis subconsciously glanced at the paper bag, and his gaze suddenly froze.
The familiar golden embroidered label, this suit was made by Ray, the one he ordered.
Manon... is Ray's VIP guest?
When the two finished the formalities and came out after changing their clothes, the staff at the marriage registration office were almost stunned.
They had just been sneering at the plain-looking Cinderella who was marrying such a rich and handsome man.
But the red dress was stunning, setting off Manon's delicate face without any makeup, making her look even more beautiful.
Louis eyes flashed with an imperceptible surprise. He took out a necklace from his pocket and put it on Manon's neck. "I don't know your ring size, so I only prepared this. Please take care of me in the future."
"Please teach me more."
Manon smiled politely at Louis and took the marriage certificate from the staff. "Let's go, it's time for our wedding."
Louis nodded and followed her out of the registration office. He was about to go to his own car when Manon suddenly grabbed him and pointed to a car not far away.
"My car is over there. When it's time to show affection, just go with the flow."
Louis turned his head and his expression suddenly froze.
A heavily modified Knight XV heavy vehicle was parked on the side of the road, like a steel beast in the city.
Drive this car to the wedding?
Louis was once again confused and followed Manon to the passenger seat.
With a roar of the engine, they drove straight towards the city center--
...
"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson the banquet hall on the ground floor of the Seaside Hotel was filled with guests surrounding the Anderson family, their faces full of flattery. "Your daughter is so obedient, and your wife is so beautiful. You are so lucky."
Mega nodded obediently to the guests, and Fabian was holding hands with claire, his face full of smiles.
-What a happy family of three!
"Wait, what is that car doing?"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from the crowd, and the guests instinctively looked over there.
They saw a heavily modified Knight XV driving straight towards the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows!