NovelEnglish"Titus," a crisp voice spoke just then.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTitus turned just then to find Sif Lionheart striding toward him in a white dress. "You're here too, Sif?" "Of course. It's my dear brother's wedding." She grinned from ear to ear. "And speaking of brothers, Ehud can't make it because he's training, but he sends his congratulations." He then took out a chest from her car and passed it to Titus. "Here. It's a Hyperion Root I bought for Ehud. It was too young when I bought it, but Hundred Bane Sect's had a method which quickened its growth, and now Ehud is giving it off to you for your big day." "Hahaha. Thanks." Titus laughed as he took the chest.
"Huh?" Sif unwittingly spotted a familiar face among the Turnbulls just then and snapped under her breath, "Frank Lawrence?! What is he doing here?!" "What?" Titus exclaimed in surprise. "You know him, Sif?" "That's an understatement." Sif snorted and told Titus about the grudge between herself and Frank.
Titus scowled and growled through his teeth. "He's been messing with us Lionhearts at every turn. We will kill where we stand once we have a chance!" "Exactly." Sif sneered savagely. "And Ehud just happened to givea treasure from Volsung Sect. Not even Ascendant ranks would survive it. He will die for messing with my plans twice!" "Good." Titus nodded, and smirked at Frank from a distance, who was just standing there without a care. "I'll have him kneeling before me, begging! Once this wedding is done, he'll know what it means to mess with the Lionhearts!" However, while Titus and Sif were busy conversing, Aesop was frowning.
"Postpone the wedding?" he asked incredulously. "What's that supposed to mean, Mr. Turnbull?" "It's exactly what it sounds like." Glen sighed, shaking his head. "Though the South Sea Crow's attack didn't cause major casualties, the mood is somber. As such, it's simply inauspicious to continue with the wedding right now. Please pass a message to Simon-inform him that I will discuss this issue once I'm done sorting out the mess here." "What?!" Aesop bellowed, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was so menacing Glen was sent stumbling backwards, glowering. "What's the meaning of this, Aesop?!" "That's my line!"
Aesop's kindly demeanor disappeared, and he scowled at Glen even as he growled icily, "This wedding has been decided years ago. e It must proceed as planned, and your family has already given us all kinds of excuses before! Even now that we're here and ready for the last stretch, we're given more excuses?! Perhaps it's really your intention to annul this engagement all along?"
"I don't mind telling you that Mr. Lionheart himself has givenm express orders that MsVicky e Turnbull shall be married to Titus. It's my head if this falls through, and since it's my life on the line, I just might resort to drastic measures." Glen was angered at his words. "Really? Are you going to force things through if I say no, Aesop?"
"Don't think I don't know," Aesop growled coldly as he turned toward Frank, who was standing among the Turnbulls. "It's that brat who's been messing about and delaying the wedding, isn't it? You Turnbulls can't even discipline your children, allowing Ms. Turnbull to mess around with sunruly brat! For shame!"
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