Chapter 1221 The Wedding Ceremony
Marcellus got out of the car ostentatiously at the entrance of the hotel in an extended Bentley. He was wearing a
light pink suit with a bow tie around his neck. His hair was neatly combed on the top of his head, shiny and shiny. His
whole body was as straight as a strong tree.
He was the first person to appear at the entrance of the hotel. The reporters immediately raised their cameras and
aimed them at the demon-like face...
"Are you here for the wedding today, Mr. Perkins?"
"Excuse me, Mr. Perkins, who are the guests of today's wedding?"
"Do you approve of the rumors about the wedding that conform to the principle of simplicity on the Internet, Mr.
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"Hi, Mr. Perkins..."
Hearing the noise, Marcellus raised his hand and picked his ears as if he had been disturbed. He said slowly, "All
right, all right, everyone is asking me, but I can't hear you clearly, right? Today is my good friend's wedding day. The
hotel will give you wedding candies later. Don't be such a wet blanket, just leave."
After that, he turned around and entered the hotel under the escort of his bodyguards, leaving only a handsome
back for everyone.
When the reporters saw them walking in without getting anything out of them, they complained in low voices,
"What? He didn't say anything at all? He is too stingy..."
"All right, stop talking. You'll suffer again if he hears it later."
In the hotel, the banquet hall was full of guests. Everyone went from the underground garage to the first floor and
then took the elevator here to avoid the reporters' bombardment.
There were 16 tables in the hall. Unlike the previous banquets, which were about 100 tables, there were not many
people at this banquet. However, each of them was a big shot. It could be said that it was a great honor for Kevin
and Marcellus to be arranged to sit at the table behind their relatives.
When Kevin saw Marcellus walking over, he asked in a low voice, "Did you enter from underground?"
"No," Marcellus sat down casually and unbuttoned his suit. "I came in through the front door."
Kevin shook his head. He knew that. "Aren't you afraid of those reporters pestering you?"
Unexpectedly, the young master didn't take it seriously at all. "Who dares to pester me?"
After thinking about it, Kevin felt that it made sense.
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However, soon, he realized that he had never been so nervous sitting in this open banquet hall. "But why do you
think I'm so nervous about Huston getting married?"
Matt snorted coldly. "How would we know."
"It must be because I'm inexperienced," Marcellus said. "I won't be so nervous when you get married next time."
Matt replied inwardly, "Thanks a lot."
On the other side, Evelyn was allowing the makeup artist to outline her face. In front of her was a mirror with two
small yellow lights. The dim and soft light made her face look even more tender.
The makeup artist had already finished her makeup. It was impossible to tell how heavy her makeup was, but the
lines had been adjusted very well.
"Miss Shelton, you have such a good foundation."
The makeup artist had been sighing with emotion countless times. Every time she saw her delicate facial features
and skin without any makeup, she couldn't help sighing again.