NovelEnglish“Looks like | have good judgment, and Shirley is a lucky girl.” Angela approved of Zacharias.
On the other hand, Shirley was a little embarrassed. The entire country had heard about the rumor between her and Zacharias a
long tago, and today, while scrolling her phone out of boredom in the car, she found out that the Intealready regarded her
as Zacharias’ wife and even gave her the title of Mrs. Flintstone. Moreover, there was also a video clip of her walking into an
evening banquet while holding Zacharias’ arm. Even when she watched it again, she felt that she and Zacharias looked great
together.
“| was so worried last night that | could barely sleep because | thought that something bad had cropped up on the island,” Angela
said, turning to her daughter. “Your dad said that they only apprehended a few criminals. Nothing else happened, right?” Shirley
nodded. “Yes, he’s right that nothing happened.” Nonetheless, the injury on her shoulder was still fresh. Feeling a little guilty for
lying, she shifted her shoulder to the side discreetly and tried to maintain a natural appearance, “That's great. It's Christmas
tomorrow. Let's spend it happily by having a meal together and welcoming the new year.” Before lunch, the three men came
downstairs, appearing more at ease since they had finished their discussion. At the dining table, Zacharias and Shirley sat
together, and the former offered drinks to his future parents-in-law, showing respect to them like they were his elders.
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“| think it's better not to delay Zach and Shirley's wedding any longer. After this, he will need her to accompany him to all the
functions he'll be attending,” Ren said, starting the conversation. As the elder and president, it made full sense that he took charge
of this matter.
“Uncle Ren, why don’t you pick a date for them?” suggested Richard.
“Let's hold the wedding two weeks from now. It will be a private wedding without being too lavish. I'm sorry to Shirley about this,”
Ren said.
After hearing this, Shirley immediately exclaimed, “No, that’s fine. This is exactly what | want. We should keep it as private as
possible.” “Shirley, we shouldn't keep it so low-profile either,” Zacharias said with a smile, worried that she would feel neglected.
“Let's ask Josef out for dinner tonight and set the date,” Richard suggested.
“We won't be joining tonight. Please go ahead,” Ren said with a chuckle, as he had other matters to attend to.
“Okay, Mr. Lloyd,” Zacharias immediately agreed. “I'll prepare the food and drinks at htonight. Please cto my place for
dinner.” Richard nodded. “Great. Both families will meet, then.” After lunch, Zacharias had to leave because of work, and Shirley
stayed with her mother until evening to attend the dinner at the Flintstone Residence. In the evening, the dining table at the
Flintstones was covered with food for a banquet.
Josef was excited to finally live to the day of his son’s wedding.
As they often met each other in the political scene, they got along quite well and chatted like family when they sat together. In the
end, they decided to hold a private wedding ceremony in two weeks. The invitations would be sent out the next day, and the
guests were all their internal staff.
Naturally, Richard immediately informed his two best friends, asking them to make tand bring their families to attend his
daughter's wedding.
At night, Shirley's phone rang. It was a call from Willow, who was far away.
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“Hello, Willow,” she answered, picking up the phone.
“l would have never guessed you'd get married first. Congratulations!” Willow said, sending her blessings.
“l didn’t think it would turn out this way either! When | met you the last time, | didn’t even have a boyfriend yet!” “Fate works in
mysterious ways. It catches up to you while you are unaware,” Willow said with a sigh.
Shirley agreed with what she said. When she first met Zacharias, the last thing she imagined was becoming this man’s wife one
day. Recalling their first meeting, she would have never dared to imagine such a thing happening.
“Willow, you have to attend my wedding, okay?” “I most certainly will!” Willow promised.
At night, Shirley swept her long hair to one side as the man gently examined her injury. “Should we postpone the wedding?” he
asked in a heartbroken voice.
“Your injury has yet to heal.”
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