CHAPTER 768: CHAPTER 768: THE INTERRUPTED WEDDING

Giselle Keating’s face turned pale in an instant.

She turned to Alaric Faulkner and said, "Alaric, can we finish the wedding first?"

Giselle had made so many preparations, how could she let her own wedding be ruined like this.

Just one last step, and she could become Alaric’s wife, how could she be willing to give up...

In the banquet hall, a small uproar arose. No one expected the wedding to be interrupted unexpectedly, and everyone was whispering about Giselle, looking somewhat gleeful at her misfortune.

As glamorous and triumphant as Giselle was before, she was now equally embarrassed.

With the Keating Family embroiled in wedding scandals twice now, everyone’s gaze towards them was filled with sympathy.

The scene in the banquet hall was chaotic and noisy.

Alaric’s face was dark as he glanced at Franklin Faulkner and said, "If Eleanor really has been harmed as you said, then you’ll be the one to accompany her in death."

Franklin saw Alaric’s face was so dark it looked like it could drip water, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

Was he angry? Good, he should be angry.

Seeing Alaric in pain was truly satisfying, giving him a thrilling sense of revenge.

The angrier Alaric was, the more ruthless his revenge would be.

He was waiting for Alaric to unleash his strong revenge, which would prove how deep his hatred ran.

Not far away, Old Master Faulkner and Mrs. Faulkner seemed to realize something was amiss. With concerned expressions, they walked over and asked Alaric, "Alaric, what on earth is going on?"

Mrs. Faulkner had blamed Alaric for divorcing Eleanor and even had an argument with him over it.

Later, when he was to wed, she didn’t want to come to K Country. It was Old Master Faulkner who said that regardless of everything, he was still their grandson, and it’s impossible to truly sever ties.

So the two of them came.

But they never expected such an incident to occur at the wedding. They were full of doubts. Who is this person? Why did Alaric start acting so strangely after he appeared?

Mrs. Faulkner looked at Franklin, seemingly realizing something. She immediately stepped forward and shielded Alaric behind her, like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"What do you want to do?" She looked at Franklin with vigilance, her eyes full of wariness.

Seeing Mrs. Faulkner guarding Alaric so closely, hatred gleamed in Franklin’s eyes.

Alaric had a mother to protect him, but he did not.

Why not.

He hated it all. If not for the Faulkner Family, his mother would not have died.

Franklin’s face grew progressively darker and more twisted, his whole demeanor menacing and terrifying.

His gaze, filled with hatred, slowly swept towards the Faulkner Family in the room, as if he wished he could tear them to pieces.

Old Master Faulkner felt a stab of unease at the hatred Franklin directed toward them.

Suddenly, he felt as if Franklin’s facial features were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Franklin allowed himself to be scrutinized openly, a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"You... who are you?" Old Master Faulkner mumbled.

With cold eyes, Franklin regarded Old Master Faulkner and sneered, "Find me familiar? Because I am your grandson, grandfather."

His final words, "grandfather," were full of mockery, devoid of any respect.

Old Master Faulkner’s pupils dilated as if he had realized something, drawing in a sudden breath of cold air.

"Remember now? When you tore apart my mother and father back then, I was already inside her womb. But you still ruthlessly made him abandon his wife and child, and today’s karma is what you wrought back then..."

Mrs. Faulkner was equally shocked by Franklin’s words.

Back then, Old Master Faulkner, driven by his ambition and grand plans, had forcibly separated Gavin Faulkner and a woman, sending Gavin to Veridia City.

It was only after going to Veridia City that Gavin married Susan Langley, leading to everything that followed.

At the time, she thought the woman and Gavin had merely parted ways like any ordinary couple.

She never expected that the woman was pregnant? And even had a child? So that child was their grandson too?

"Your... your mother, how is she?" Mrs. Faulkner asked with a trembling voice.

Franklin snorted coldly, "Her? She’s already dead! Because of you! So you should also live in unbearable pain!"