CHAPTER 3: CHAPTER 3: MASTER SHANE IS A LOLICON

Audrey Sutton was taken away from the wedding by her parents. On her wedding day, not only did she miss the wedding night, but she also had to face criticism at home.

Her eldest brother was mildly surprised: "Audrey got married?"

Her second brother was slightly shocked: "Who did she marry?!"

Her third brother was skeptical: "Are you kidding me?"

Her fourth brother pretended to be sentimental: "Oh, the little sister has grown up, and we can no longer keep her."

Her fifth brother didn’t say anything.

Six said: "She got married? What kind of marriage is this? With her lousy attitude, anyone who dares to marry her is a brave man! Anyway, I don’t believe it, it’s definitely another one of her tricks, you’re all being fooled!"

This was the reaction of Audrey Sutton’s brothers when they heard about her marriage over the phone.

Soon, the WhatsApp group named "Lucky Nine Treasures" was boiling over.

The focus of the discussion was naturally Audrey Sutton’s sudden marriage.

After being bombarded by her brothers, Audrey Sutton felt a bit overwhelmed.

Samuel Sutton looked at his phone after reading a few news articles, stood up and said to Audrey who was sitting on the living room sofa: "The matter has become known throughout the city; since you created this mess, deal with the consequences yourself!"

Audrey Sutton confidently replied: "Dad, I will take responsibility for him!"

Samuel Sutton, frustrated, glared at her, then turned and went upstairs in a rage.

Nightshade Bar.

A vibrant and bustling place amidst the night.

"Shane, why are you here?" The bar owner, a man who appeared to be around Shane Warner’s age, asked.

When Shane Warner appeared at this hour, the brothers lounging and partying in the room immediately quieted down.

A young man, partially unbuttoned shirt and reeking of alcohol, laughed flatteringly and teased: "Master Shane, why are you here alone on this big day instead of celebrating your wedding night?"

Shane Warner glanced at the scantily clad women, and the young man quickly picked up on it, buttoning up his shirt while herding people out: "All of you get out, don’t worry about the money, Master Shane doesn’t like the smell of makeup."

Everyone knew that Shane Warner wasn’t one for lust; not only did he avoid it himself, but he also didn’t allow anyone to be flirtatious under his nose, claiming it disgusted him.

"Shane, what do you want to drink?"

Shane Warner settled into the sofa before speaking: "Signature Nightshade."

"Master Shane, feeling down on your wedding day, drinking such strong alcohol."

"Yeah, Master Shane, why not bring your wife out for us to meet?"

The owner poured the drink and handed it to Shane Warner, saying: "You all know the situation at Shane’s family; I bet even he doesn’t know the woman he married."

One of Shane Warner’s trusted aides said: "I can’t believe the old man is serious, choosing an heir means choosing an heir, why insist on marrying to qualify for the selection, what kind of logic is this?"

The owner chuckled and said: "The old man is wise, he doesn’t want Shane to remain single forever, given Shane’s temperament, he’ll surely end up a bachelor if not pressured."

Shane Warner finally spoke slowly: "When my child calls you uncle, we’ll see then who’s still a bachelor."

"Child? Master Shane, you’re serious about this? Isn’t this marriage just a formality? No offense, but once the old man is gone, you can easily end it; no need for a child, right?"

Shane Warner raised his eyebrows: "Why not be serious?"

"But Master Shane...with your status, marrying just like that is such a waste! It’s like casting pearls before swine!"

The owner laughed: "Definitely that young lady caught Shane’s eye, made him fall for her at first sight."

"Really, Master Shane? How pretty must she be to catch your eye? Bring her out for us to see sometime!"

Shane Warner swirled the wine glass lightly in his hand, frowning slightly, as if seriously tasting or contemplating, and said softly: "Not really that pretty, just a bit..."

All eyes were curiously on him.

He deliberated for a couple of seconds before saying two words: "Cute."

So, among the brothers, a rumor started circulating: Master Shane has a thing for cuties.