Chapter 328

An idea suddenly occurred to her. “I know! | could undergo breast augmentation surgery. That might boost my confidence. After

all, they say men prefer larger breasts, and | assume Marcus is no different.”

With renewed optimism, Rhea believed this transformation would surely impress everyone.

In the expansive manor, a vast green meadow stretched from a colorful flower field to a banyan forest, ending at the azure

ocean. This picturesque location was the perfect backdrop for wedding photos.

Today, the Thomas family had booked this venue for their wedding photoshoot.

Stepping out of the car, Millie entered the bright and spacious villa. Inside the pristine hall, she was greeted by rows of opulent,

snow-white wedding dresses, vivid crowns, and priceless jewels, neatly arranged and sparkling under the light.

Millie was in awe. It felt as if she had stepped into a lavish art gallery.

The collection boasted a 52-carat diamond necklace, the renowned Burmese ruby necklace, and wedding dresses crafted by

Italian designers.

While she knew the Thomas family was affluent, the opulence she witnessed was still overwhelming.

She stood frozen in the center of the dressing room when a voice resonated from the doorway.

“stop smoking here. Today is your big day. Why aren’t you getting ready? Are you worried that your groomsmen will outshine

you?”

It was Mylo, wearing his usual playful grin.

Upon hearing the chatter, Millie spun around to glimpse through the open doorway, where a trio of young men, garbed in tailored

attire, stood as embodiments of masculine beauty and noble pedigree.

On the other hand, Marcus, the man of the hour, stood cloaked in an air of indifferent detachment, a cigarette clasped casually

between his long, elegant fingers.

His big day?

The conversation suggested today marked their wedding ceremony. Marcus scowled.

“What brings you here?”

Bruce, grinning impishly, retorted, “Merely an innocent slip of the tongue. But surely, Marcus, on such a monumental day, it’s only

right we toast to your joy. Look, we’ve abandoned our affairs just to play your groomsmen. Aren't we considerate?”

“Exactly. You couldn't keep us in the dark. We're your comrades, after all. Any major occurrences can be held off for the day.

Today, we're here in your honor.”

Mylo plunged his hands into his trouser pockets, chastising Marcus with an unmistakable edge of discontent.

In reality, the trio was inwardly brimming with mirth, eager to witness the usually somber Marcus partake in the hilarity of wedding

photography. What a spectacle!

They were here to tease him.

They vowed that if they missed this chance to rib Marcus, they would disown their own family names.