Chapter 73 I Bet You Can't Bring Me Down!

• “I don’t think there’s any need for a wedding… not when the rightful husband is here.”
• Oliver’s voice cut through the hall like steel. His eyes locked on Alexander, whose face froze in shock. He glared back at Oliver, unable to look away, as though his guilt itself was dragging him into Oliver’s stare.
• Did he forget…? The thought hammered inside Alexander’s chest. His conscience burned, whispering accusations he didn’t want to hear. With Uncle Vix already exposed, nobody knew who Oliver’s next target would be. And Alexander could feel the noose tightening around him.