It was the day of her engagement party with Neville, a moment she had eagerly awaited. She beamed with happiness.
The lounge was overflowing with gifts, so numerous that it couldn’t contain them all.
“Susie, your engagement celebration is incredibly lavish. I can’t even imagine how extravagant your wedding will be.”
“Neville has truly spared no expense for you. He’s bound to treat you exceptionally well in the future. It’s truly enviable.”
Susie’s joy deepened. She smiled modestly but chose not to respond.
At that moment, Susie noticed her parents approaching. Excusing herself from the group of debutantes, she made her way towards them.
Her father, Wyatt, scanned the surroundings and inquired in a hushed tone, “Where’s Neville? What time is it now? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?”
Susie replied discreetly, “He’s tied up with a crucial business activity in a nearby city. He mentioned he’d be running late.”
Wyatt’s expression soured with dissatisfaction. He snorted. “That’s ridiculous! Is there anything more important than your engagement?”
Wyatt harbored a dislike for Neville. He believed that Neville had too many girlfriends and couldn’t make Susie truly happy.
Moreover, the Pierce family’s influence had dwindled, and Wyatt had been pressured by the Pierces to arrange the marriage. Reluctantly, he allowed the two to meet.
Little did he anticipate Susie developing genuine feelings for Neville.
Understanding her father’s concerns, Susie smiled and reassured him, “Dad, as long as I’m happy, that’s all that matters. Don’t worry; I won’t harm myself.”
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Though Wyatt’s expression softened slightly, his discontent lingered.
He turned to his assistant and directed, “Call Neville. Being late on such a significant day is unacceptable!”
“Yes!” The assistant nodded, grabbed the phone, and stepped aside to make the call.
Neville’s plane just arrived at the airport.
As soon as he got off the plane, it began to rain heavily in Seamarsh.
He looked up at the sky in frustration.
His phone rang. It was the driver calling. When he picked up, the driver’s voice came through. “Mr. Pierce, it’s begun to rain, and I’m stuck on the expressway. It’ll be a while before I’m able to get to the airport.”
Neville tugged at his tie impatiently and asked, “How long would that be?”
“About half an hour,” the driver replied nervously.
Neville hung up the phone without saying another word.
He was about to put away his phone when a thought crossed his mind.