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The luxury was evident at a glance and was clearly the result of immense wealth. It was undoubtedly the most extravagant wedding ever held by a celebrity in the entertainment industry.
Yara felt incredibly delighted as she swiped through photos of the venue. But when she reached an image, she stopped abruptly. Her expression darkened with displeasure.
"What's this?"
The image was supposed to be her wedding photo. She and Jonathan hadn't had time to take official wedding photos, but she had carefully taken a solo picture in her wedding dress yesterday.
She had asked for post-production to combine her solo picture with a photo of Jonathan and create a wedding photo to be used at the ceremony today.
But in the image before her, the groom was shown only from the back although her picture was used. His face was hidden. Without seeing his face, how would anyone know who the groom was?
"They said it's Mr. Finch's decision. I think it's cause Mr. Finch is usually low-key, and perhaps he doesn't want his photo to be widely spread since today's wedding is open to the media," Kate quickly explained.
The mention of Jonathan's decision immediately softened Yara's attitude. Although she still wasn't satisfied with the photo after calming down, she reasoned that Jonathan would eventually have to appear at the wedding today.
No matter how low-key he wanted to be, it wouldn't be possible for him to avoid being seen.
"Fine. The media outlets will take photos of me and him together at the wedding anyway. At that point, everyone will see us together." Yara's urgency subsided on second thought.
"By the way, have the media outlets arrived?" Yara asked. She was now calm.
Kate checked the latest updates and answered, "All media outlets are here. Every major media outlet will be broadcasting the wedding live."
This response clearly pleased Yara and swept away her earlier irritation. She then instructed Kate, "Make sure to treat them well and give them extra wedding gifts. The Finch family isn't stingy with small amounts like this.
"When you give out the gifts, remind them to make sure photos of the groom and I turn out beautifully."
Yara was well-versed in the ways of the entertainment industry. Treating the media outlets kindly and generously would ensure they portrayed her in the best light possible.
"Yes, Ms. Maize," Kate responded, but her words were met with a sharp glare from Yara.
"What do you mean by Ms. Maize? Starting today, I'm Mrs. Finch. Do you understand?"
Kate carefully adjusted her term of address. "Yes, Mrs. Finch."
This made Yara smile with satisfaction. From now on, everyone would have to address her by that and highlight her identity as the lady of the Finch family.
Thinking of Jonathan, a blush spread across her face. "Where's Mr. Finch?"
"We're… we're not sure yet." Kate knew this wouldn't please Yara, so she quickly added, "I saw Mr. Finch's bodyguard, Finley. He said—"
"What did he say?"
"He said that Mr. Finch doesn't like others knowing his whereabouts. But since Finley is here, I think Mr. Finch must have arrived as well."
However, this response still didn't satisfy Yara. After today, she wouldn't just be another person. An image of Jonathan surfaced in her mind. Despite her thoughts, she knew better than to upset him, especially today.
But after today, Yara believed she would have every right to know where Jonathan was at all times as his wife. Although she didn't know where Jonathan was, there was one person she could keep tabs on.
"What about Rose? Has she arrived yet?"
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