Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1053

Adler chimed in, “I’m really curious about the cool gifts Mr. Gordon brought. Count me in for the unwrapping tonight!”

“Me too! I wanna see!” Angelo added eagerly.

Sandy raised her hand, “Count me in too!”

Jenna playfully tapped their heads, laughing, “What are you all gawking at? It’s their wedding night! You planning to crash their bridal suite?”

The trio rubbed their heads sheepishly and backed off, not daring to say more.

“Get backstage, quickly! The guests will be taking their seats soon, and you need to tidy up before the main event starts!” Jenna instructed.

She grabbed Sandy and escorted Sophie to the backstage area, noting that both the bride and groom had arrived, and the guests were settling into their seats.

The Costello family was small, and the Russell family had no remaining relatives, so aside from Lennon, the main table included Gordon, Adler, Jenna, Reece, Angelo, and Sandy to fill the seats.

Sandy looked at the lavishly set table and whispered, “Aren’t castle weddings supposed to have a church ceremony with a priest? This feels neither here nor there.”

“Why are you asking me? How should I know?” Angelo replied, equally bewildered by the eclectic style.

Such an elaborate stage—were they about to host a concert?

Just as Angelo pondered, the stage lights flashed, revealing a legendary pop diva singing an emotional love ballad.

Angelo and Sandy gasped in surprise.

What an intense opening!

Meanwhile, outside the castle, Odie arrived late. Hearing the singing, he wondered if he was at the right place.

The guests started whispering nervously, suddenly uneasy about being there. If a brawl broke out between these two notorious families, it could get dangerous for everyone!

Lennon glanced at the entrance, then lightly tapped his cane on the floor. Instantly, the singing stopped, and a team of bodyguards surrounded Odie. Jonah tensed up, but Odie pushed him aside, saying, “I’m here for the wedding, old man. Let’s not ruin this joyous occasion with bloodshed.”

Lennon remained unimpressed, stating, “No invitation, no entry.”

“Who says I don’t have one?” Odie casually produced an invitation, offering, “Want to verify it?”

Lennon squinted, thinking he must have seen wrong. He even adjusted his glasses to see better, but it was too far to make out anything.

Lennon sternly asked his butler, “Where did this guy get an invitation?”

“I don’t know, sir; we didn’t issue it!”