Chapter 461 The Heiress’s Dream

• Iris Coke’s eyes gleamed, her expression turning hazy. She lowered her head and went quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly looked up. “Egerton, do you remember? You promised to hold a make-up wedding for me. I checked the calendar—this month on the twenty-eighth looks perfect. Will you give me a grand, all-out wedding?”
• Marc Egerton lit up, nodding so fast he almost bobbed. “Yes, yes! You have no idea—I’ve been waiting so long the flowers have withered.”
• Iris let out a soft mm. Seeing Marc’s blazing gaze and him grinning like a kid with a brand-new toy, her heart clenched like a thousand needles stabbing at once. She turned away in a hurry, lifted her chin high, refusing to let the tears spill.