Bruce Wallace was driven away, perhaps a humiliating affair for the Wallace family.
But at the Reddington family's wedding, it was merely a small interlude.
As the wedding officially began, a famous symphony orchestra from Europe played the wedding march at the venue.
Not far away, a handsome man in a black dress and a woman in an exquisite pure white wedding dress appeared.
Behind them, a pair of little flower girls added a touch of cuteness and warmth.
However, unlike a typical wedding, the groom and bride did not walk side by side through an arch adorned with one and a half million champagne roses, then slowly proceed.
Not far away, David Redington, his black hair neatly combed, his blue eyes deep and focused, and his features as if carved by chisels and axes, looked profoundly handsome.
He was as handsome as ever, perhaps even more noble than usual.
Yet this charming and dignified man emerged carrying his bride.
