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Chapter 377:
Before Amelia could reply, Wyatt continued, “We should also plan our wedding ceremony p>
Wyatt had been mulling over this idea since they officially registered their marriage, but life’s whirlwind of events had delayed any serious discussion about this with Amelia.
Amelia’s gaze had drifted to the couple posing for wedding pictures instinctively.
When Wyatt suggested organizing a photoshoot and the wedding itself, Amelia hesitated, saying, “It sounds like too much hassle. I would rather skip it p>
“You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll take care of every detail. All you need to do is show up on the day; let me handle the rest,” Wyatt assured her.
Noticing Amelia’s uncertainty, Wyatt softly added, “I think Michelle would be happy to see us have a wedding p>
𝘜p𝖽𝗮𝘁е𝗌 𝖾𝘷еry 𝘄𝖾𝘦𝗄 о𝗇.с𝘰𝘮
The mention of Michelle noticeably softened Amelia’s reservations.
Though her grandmother had never explicitly mentioned wanting to see her wedding, Amelia knew deep down that Michelle dreamed of seeing her walk down the aisle in a bridal gown.
Still, Amelia didn’t agree right away; instead, she said, “Give me some time to think it over, and I’ll let you know p>
As Wyatt guided Amelia into the restaurant, a car parked at an angle across the street rolled down its window.
“Shepard, is the important matter you mentioned watching people take wedding photos? Is that bride your ex-girlfriend or something?” Weldon asked.
“What are you blabbering about? I brought you to see the woman next to Wyatt p>
At Shepard’s words, Weldon glanced toward the restaurant, catching a fleeting glimpse of Amelia’s profile. Even that brief view was enough to leave Weldon quietly stunned by her beauty.
Noticing Shepard’s fixed stare, Weldon said with a hint of pity, “She’s gorgeous, yes, but she’s clearly taken. What, are you planning to swoop in and steal Wyatt’s woman p>
Weldon’s tone carried genuine concern as he posed the question.
As a member of the Chadwick family, Weldon was well aware of Wyatt’s power. This knowledge fueled his worry that Shepard might act recklessly.
Shepard, caught off guard by the comment, responded with a dry laugh, “You really should just stay abroad forever p>
In the city of Hans, Weldon was celebrated as a genius, his intelligence towering over that of his peers. As Weldon’s older brother, Shepard often felt a mix of pride and a touch of envy toward his brother’s brilliance.
Yet, in this particular instance, Shepard felt no envy at all. Weldon’s exceptional intellect came with a notable lack of social finesse. His bluntness sometimes really could rub people the wrong way.
Noticing Weldon’s confused look, Shepard continued, “Figure out a way to obtain a sample of that woman’s hair for me. I need to p>
“Weldon, that sounds a bit unsettling!” Weldon exclaimed.
Suppressing his frustration, Shepard snapped, “Can you wait until I’m done speaking p>
When Shepard caught Amelia’s eyes glancing their way, he quickly rolled up the car window.
Once Amelia looked elsewhere, Shepard gave Weldon a concise summary of recent developments.
Weldon’s face lit up with surprise as he absorbed Shepard’s words. “So, you think the woman with Wyatt might be our sister p>
“Mrs. Stewart, we’ve arrived p>
The voice belonged to a handsome young man whose features bore a striking resemblance to those of Matias. He was Ritchie, Matias’ cousin.
After finalizing the agreement with Ritchie, Rocco had led him to the Davis Group. The app project was a priority for Amelia, and she was keen to learn more about Ritchie’s team. So, Ritchie had extended an invitation for her to visit his studio.
Amelia had expected a simple setup, knowing Ritchie’s team consisted of students from Kretol University. Still, the rundown appearance of the house caught her off guard.
As Ritchie opened the door, the pungent scent of leftovers greeted them.
“Sorry about the mess — we pulled an all-nighter and haven’t had time to tidy up,” Ritchie said.
He glanced at Amelia anxiously, relieved when he saw that she showed no judgment.
He trusted his team’s skills, but he knew many companies questioned whether students could deliver high-quality work. Some firms hired them but paid far below industry standards. The Davis Group was the first to offer them fair compensation, and Ritchie deeply appreciated Amelia’s trust.
Ritchie soon booted up his computer with enthusiasm to present their latest work to Amelia.
“Mrs. Stewart, here’s the first version of the office app designed for the handheld device. Please review it, and let me know if anything needs adjustment,” he said.
“You just signed the contract, and you’ve already built the app this fast? That seems a bit odd,” Amelia remarked.