Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime - Chapter 961

Chapter 961: Chapter 961: The Wedding Continues_1 Chapter 961: Chapter 961: The Wedding Continues_1 The wedding was still going on.

Although the sixth and seventh floors were in chaos, it had not affected the lower floors at all.

Purple Summers walked toward Alexander Summers with one hand looped through Christopher Simonson’s arm and the other holding delicate pink roses, a smile playing on her lips.

Alexander watched her approach, feeling a fervent heat swelling in his chest.

Her white gown, like layers of petals, swished with every step, seemingly sparkling with countless stars.

A female guest in the crowd suddenly gasped in surprise, “My God, those are diamonds!”

The outer layer of the dress’s hem was exquisitely studded with innumerable diamonds, creating the most dazzling and luxurious starlight effect!

Everyone was stunned, feeling as if Purple Summers was walking on the tip of their hearts with each step! If a few diamonds were to fall, that would be pure money!

Those exclamations reached Christopher Simonson’s ears, weighing heavily on his heart.

There may be many rich people in this world, but there are only a few like Alexander Summers who are so uninhibited.

Throwing money around like rose petals and now embedding diamonds into the wedding dress, Christopher could almost predict what tomorrow’s news would say–
They would likely contrast photos of people freezing and starving in poor regions with the luxurious extravagance of the wedding, criticizing the wealth disparity, social chaos, and everything else that could be criticized.

Christopher was now preoccupied with calling an emergency meeting as soon as the wedding was over.

They must prepare preventative measures for the PR crisis in advance!

He just hoped this young man wouldn’t pull any more stunts…

Christopher looked sternly at Alexander in the distance, and finally, his gaze fell on the wedding rings nearby.

Thankfully, the design was quite simple, just two plain pale gold bands.

Christopher breathed a sigh of relief.

He presumed this must have been Purple Summers’ request. How could she attend school every day with a heavy diamond ring? Too cumbersome for the hand.

Everything went smoothly from there. The couple exchanged rings, shared a light kiss amid the blessings and applause of the crowd, followed by the lively reception.

The guests hailed from all corners of the world, speaking with various accents. Most were businessmen who had dealings with Alexander Summers and the Howard Family, oil tycoons, car company bosses, real estate presidents…

One chubby, rosy-faced old man, drunk, chuckled as he toasted Christopher, “Mr. President, the taxes on the shipping industry are too heavy, when are you going to give us a tax break?”

No sooner had he spoken than another pulled him away, “Mr. Lopez, are you drunk? Master Xander said today we’re only allowed to talk about the wedding, nothing else…”

Christopher watched them leave, his emotions complex.

The taxes on the shipping industry had been reduced not long ago, hadn’t they?

At that moment, Old Master Simonson and his wife also heard the news, learning that the groom was a director of Pearlpoint’s Summers Group.

To both, the name Alexander Summers was unfamiliar.

Right now, it was not easy for Christopher to explain the current situation in the South, so he vaguely said, “It was a misunderstanding by Cedric Spencer. Alexander just happened to have a vacation to accompany Purple, and Cedric mistook him for jobless…”

“Outrageous,” Old Master Simonson exclaimed in astonishment, “Didn’t you go and check?”

“We didn’t think of that at the time, and Purple didn’t mention it either…”

His wife showed little reaction, thinking that marrying Purple to a common businessman was far better than a jobless vagrant, and she wasn’t too concerned.

After a while, when she prepared to check on Violet Nelson’s situation upstairs, she learned that the wedding reception had already ended.

The old lady was startled.

“It ended so soon?” She was surprised and, unable to find Violet, called the Russell Family.

The Russell matriarch said resentfully, “Old Madam, we agreed to the early wedding date and shared the venue with Ms. Simonson because of what you said about renting only two floors to avoid nasty rumors. But look, our guests didn’t even have a place to sit! Liam hasn’t come home yet! I think maybe this marriage shouldn’t happen!”

“What?!” Overwhelmed with anger, the Old Madam’s vision went dark, and she fainted.