CHAPTER 765: CHAPTER 765: WHO WAS THE RING FOR?

The sky gradually brightened, and the Keating Family began to bustle with activity.

After all, today was the wedding day of the Keating family’s daughter.

This lavish ceremony was even more extravagant than Ronan Keating’s wedding, with high-society nobles invited from various countries.

On the balcony, Finn Keating watched the bustling servants, a trace of melancholy appearing on his weathered face.

He murmured softly, "Back then, Mandy’s wedding was also this grand and luxurious. Today, her daughter is following in her footsteps; I just wonder if she will be just as happy in the future."

As noon approached, many guests began to arrive.

This banquet would last from day to night, ensuring all the guests returned with fond memories.

Today, Giselle Keating wore a custom-designed white wedding dress, crafted by a renowned designer over two months. The dress was adorned with Swarovski crystals, making Giselle look like a princess with its luxury and elegance.

In the banquet hall, Alaric Faulkner, in his tailored suit, stood tall and regal, exuding an aristocratic elegance.

Many guests praised how well-matched he and Giselle Keating were, a couple of talent and beauty.

Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner, dressed in small suits with meticulously combed hair, faintly resembled Alaric’s distinguished appearance.

They were the flower boys for today.

Giselle Keating chatted with an array of heiresses and socialites.

"Giselle, your wedding dress is gorgeous."

"I heard even Alaric Faulkner’s son is your flower boy, how absolutely delightful for you."

Giselle’s face radiated with a blissful smile.

Of course, the custom-designed dress was beautiful.

She specifically wanted Eleanor Sterling’s son as her flower boy, just to trample Eleanor beneath her feet.

At this moment, someone suddenly asked, "I went to H.E. to buy jewelry earlier and noticed their most prized piece was missing.

I later asked the staff, and they said Alaric Faulkner purchased it—should be for you, I assume?

That ring was the lifelong creation of H.E.’s founder, the only ring he ever designed, unique in the world and not for sale for many years, its value immeasurable.

It’s surprising to learn it’s now sold—what did Alaric do to convince H.E. to sell it to him? Giselle, you’re so fortunate, Alaric Faulkner treats you really well."

Giselle’s smile faltered slightly; she hadn’t received a ring from Alaric, so that ring wasn’t for her, was it?

But hadn’t Eleanor already divorced him?

Who was he giving the ring to?

Although a bit jealous and angry inside, Giselle maintained her graceful demeanor, letting these heiresses assume it was meant for her.

Giselle listened to the praises, secretly turning to glance at Alaric Faulkner standing not far away.

He stood there with an indifferent expression, conversing with several shareholders of the Keating Family, seemingly engaged in business discussions.

Seeing Alaric Faulkner’s outstanding demeanor somewhat soothed the discomfort in Giselle’s heart.

No matter who he harbors feelings for, after today, Alaric Faulkner would belong to her, forever marked with her label.

Estelle Sterling and Caleb Faulkner both felt somewhat complicated, though they were helping Eleanor, there was always a sense of betrayal.

Seeing Giselle Keating’s triumphant look was truly an eyesore.

Estelle turned to walk outside, and Caleb immediately grabbed him, "Estelle, where are you going?"

"I don’t want to see that woman’s disgusting face, I’ll take a walk outside, are you coming?"

Caleb, sharing the same sentiment, wrapped his arm around Estelle’s shoulder, "Sure, let’s go together."