Became A Queen After divorce

The man standing tall and handsome, looked like a prince from a Western court.

In front of him stood Pearl, dressed in a white wedding gown, pure as snow. The long train of her dress spread out like petals on the red carpet.

Her petite and graceful figure matched perfectly with his elegant presence.

Through the thin veil, Pearl could feel his intense gaze, almost melting her like the summer sun.

She shyly lowered her head.

When had Sam ever looked at her like this? His gaze was so enchanting that a girl newly in love couldn’t handle it.

“Uh… don’t look at me like that.”

Otherwise, she might faint from the intensity and embarrass herself.

Imagine tomorrow’s headlines: “The lady of the Gilliam family fainted at her own wedding due to the groom’s intense gaze!”

Her voice was soft, only Sam, who was closest to her, heard it.

The man restrained his gaze and replied gently, “Okay.”

So she was shy…

He remembered the first time he met Pearl, a drunken girl boldly confessing her love to him.

She was like a little enchantress!

Declan, lost in his own sorrow, was unaware of the small interactions between his daughter and son-in-law.

His tears came easily without any need for emotional buildup.

“Sam, today I’m entrusting my most precious treasure to you. Pearl is my beloved daughter; you must treat her well.”

As a father who adored his daughter, Declan had long wanted to say this.

Sam listened respectfully to his father-in-law’s words. Underneath the fringe of hair covering his forehead, his bright eyes showed no hint of a smile.

Instead, a flash of murderous intent passed through them.

“Okay.”

“And Pearl is much younger than you. She is still young and immature; you need to be patient with her.”

“If she makes a mistake, you mustn’t hit her; tell me, and I’ll discipline her!”

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Because his last request was reasonable, Sam immediately made a promise:

“Dad, don’t worry. I will take good care of Pearl and cherish her like a treasure. I won’t lay a hand on her.”

Hearing this, Declan was finally satisfied.

Reluctantly, he let go of Pearl’s hand and placed it in Sam’s palm.

Sam raised his hand to receive it, holding it tightly.

“Daddy~ Thank you. You will always be my most respected father.”

Pearl was moved to tears under her veil, which soon soaked the front of her dress.

“As long as you live happily with Sam, I will have no regrets.”

From now on, he would focus entirely on making it up to Natalia.

As for Pearl, with Sam taking care of her, he didn’t need to worry too much.

“Yes, we will.”

The tender moment passed. To avoid delaying the auspicious time, the host had to step in and separate the three of them.

“Alright, let’s move on to the next part.”

“Mr. Groom, do you take Miss Pearl as your wife? Regardless of poverty or illness…”

Before the host could finish speaking, a loud explosion came from the entrance.

Dust and gravel flew into the audience, startling everyone.

“Honey, be careful!”

Sensing danger, Kelvin quickly pulled Cheyenne into his arms, shielding her with his broad back.

Cheyenne looked up at him, meeting his worried eyes, feeling sweetness in her heart like honey.

“I’m fine. What about you?”

Kelvin felt some pain from the stones hitting his back but considered it minor and didn’t want Cheyenne to worry.

“I’m fine.”

Phew~

Cheyenne sighed in relief. “That’s good.”

After a brief pause, she turned angrily towards the entrance and shouted:

“Who is it? Who needs such a grand entrance to show off?”

As the dust settled, dozens of men in Gilliam family uniforms stormed in, surrounding the wedding venue.

They were armed and clearly had ill intentions.

The guests were immediately unsettled; they had come for a wedding, not to risk their lives.

“Oh my God, what’s going on? Why are Gilliam family members here?”

“Buddha, I swear I’ll never meddle again. Please let me survive today!”

“I’m worse off; I already gave my gift money. Am I going to lose both money and life now…”

The complaints were cut short by one of the burly men who kicked someone and shouted:

“Shut up!”

He looked fierce enough to silence everyone instantly.

Then a unified shout rose into the air:

“Welcome General!”

General? Wasn’t that Declan?

Cheyenne quickly glanced at Kelvin; both shared the same confusion.

A seductive yet cold laugh echoed through the hall.

“Today is my dear sister’s big day. How could I miss it?”

The men parted ways as a black-clad figure walked in from the entrance.

High heels paired with a tight leather skirt, a black crop top showing off her midriff, and long hair tied up high-she looked strikingly bold.

Her face featured tanned skin, slanted eyes full of allure, and bright red lips… It was Libby!

Her arrival electrified the atmosphere. The intruders revered her as “General,” treating her like a deity.

Even if Declan were slow-witted, he could guess Libby’s intentions were not good. But he had another pressing matter to address first.

“General? Libby, why are you here with so many people?”

“If you want to attend your sister’s wedding, put down your weapons and have them leave!”

With so many distinguished guests present, he couldn’t afford to reveal his identity as General of the Gilliam family.

Libby’s mocking gaze swept over Pearl hiding behind Sam.

Jealousy had driven her mad; she wanted to destroy everything they had!

“Godfather, you’ve misunderstood. The ‘General’ they refer to is no longer you. From now on, I will lead the Gilliam family!”

With a commanding gesture, she exuded authority.

“You! Hmph, I knew you were ambitious. You almost hurt Pearl for your ambitions.”

“I didn’t expect you to disrupt the wedding so brazenly.”

It seemed these people had chosen to follow Libby.

What about Sam?

Hadn’t he been keeping an eye on things for him?

How could he have missed such a significant rebellion by Libby?