Chapter 182: Chapter 182: That Graceful Silhouette, A Single Encounter Dooms a Lifetime

Wyatt received his young master’s instructions and soon nodded respectfully, holding a small box from who knows where and walking towards Tyson and the others.

Cecilia had long not wanted to stay in this place of trouble, but when she saw Wyatt walking in, she couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

"What did you just ask Wyatt to do?"

Looking at his curious little woman, Adrian’s coldness on his face melted and he curled up a smile.

"Gifts should be given in pairs, madam, you are so ignorant about this."

As he said this, he playfully tapped Cecilia’s nose, full of affection.

Cecilia was immediately speechless.

"Hey, hey, hey, that’s too much, you’re really keeping me in suspense here..."

She was really curious about the big gift Adrian sent to those two scum, although she couldn’t guess what it was. Still, even thinking with her toes, she knew Adrian was more scheming than she was, and could definitely make those two people so angry they’d spit blood.

Adrian lowered his head and lightly pecked Cecilia’s forehead.

"Silly Cecilia, you’ll know by tomorrow at the latest. Come on, let’s go home."

"Okay."

Since Adrian was unwilling to say, Cecilia simply didn’t ask either. After all, it was just one day to wait. She obediently nestled into Adrian’s embrace, their fingers interlocked like a couple in the sweet period of love.

The two of them walked through the crowd of guests, and no one dared to stop them, each person sensibly making way.

Tyson watched the backs of the two leaving from afar, feeling unusually bitter inside.

—He had never thought that Cecilia would choose to marry his brother. Clearly, they were people from two different worlds, yet at this moment, they seemed so perfectly matched when seen together.

He even saw on Cecilia’s face that long-missed smile.

Clean, pure, full of sunshine and trust, even showing a gentleness and shyness he had never witnessed.

Had Cecilia really fallen in love with his brother?

Just as Tyson was torn and pained, Wyatt hurried over and shoved a small box into his hand.

"This is the engagement gift from the young master for you."

"Hey, my brother he—"

Tyson was shocked, furrowing his brows, just about to ask further, but Wyatt turned and ran out of the hall, disappearing in a flash.

Looking at Fiona beside him, already crying her heart out and being driven into a corner by the incessant questioning from the media.

Tyson suddenly didn’t dare to open this grand gift.

The gift Cecilia sent was already enough to trouble them, but what about the one from his brother?

"Let me see!"

Just as Tyson was deeply conflicted, his mother Mabel dashed out, snatching the box and opening it straight away—

Upon seeing what was inside, though it was just a few thin sheets of A4 paper, Mabel’s face instantly turned ghostly pale.

These documents, no, it couldn’t be...

...

Outside the hotel.

Cecilia and Adrian sat in the back seat of a Rolls Royce Phantom, quietly waiting for Wyatt to return.

In less than two minutes, Wyatt opened the door of the driver’s seat.

Cecilia twirled her eyes a bit, thinking about that small box from earlier, she was still a little curious, so she wanted to pry the story out of Wyatt.

"Wyatt, what were you doing just now?"

Wyatt was about to speak, but when he met Adrian’s profound gaze, he scratched the back of his head somewhat sheepishly.

"Ah, Young Madam, if you want to know, just ask the young master. It’s all given to me by the young master."

"..."

Hmph, why so tight-lipped?

Just as Cecilia was inwardly grumbling, Wyatt suddenly remembered the limited edition Maybach his young master had transferred to him.

"By the way, young master, the Maybach from the second young master, after all, it was a gift from the chairman for his wedding, it’s not appropriate for you to give it to me. You should handle it yourself."

"Besides, it’s too luxurious for me. I can’t take it."

Adrian nonchalantly played with Cecilia’s hand, his expression faint.

"Wyatt, it’s just a car. You’ve been with me for over ten years, just accept it at ease."

Wyatt looked quite troubled. Any man would love cars and he was no exception, but that Maybach was worth thirteen million!

"Young master, this... it doesn’t seem right..."

Adrian lifted his head, glancing lightly at Wyatt, who was struggling with indecision.

"There’s nothing wrong with it. From a young age in the Law Family, besides my mother and little Elsa, it was just grandma and you who cared about me the most. Wyatt, I always see you as a good brother, not just a subordinate."

Thinking of his deceased mother and sister, Adrian’s expression dimmed slightly.

"Wyatt, you’re a bit older than me, long past the marriageable age, yet because of me and little Elsa, you’ve been delayed. Let that Maybach be an early wedding gift for you."

If little Elsa had liked Wyatt back then, the tragedy might not have happened.

"Oh, and recently, the Law Group developed a high-end residence in the city center’s Northwood District. I reserved a unit for you. If you don’t mind the location, it can be where you live after marriage."

Wyatt: "..."

The young master treats him so well, even considering a new house for him.

Sadly, some people... will never return...

Little Elsa...

They say a man doesn’t cry easily, but thinking about that fading shadow in his heart, Wyatt’s eyes instantly reddened.

"Young master, this is all I should do. I haven’t even thought about getting married, these are too valuable, I can’t take them."

He and the young master have been through life and death together before; the young master will never be like many rich playboys, using them as a shield when things happen, rather he plans everything thoroughly, minimizing any casualties.

In this world, there might never be a superior officer as good as the young master again.

Cecilia saw Wyatt still didn’t dare to accept, she curled her lips playfully.

"Wyatt, you’re something else. Adrian and I have already registered for marriage, if you really appreciate Adrian, you should quickly find a good girl to marry. You’re thirty already, you should start thinking for yourself too."

Wyatt’s bronze face blushed slightly.

"Young Madam, even you’re teasing me, I can’t compare with the young master. How would there be any girl interested in me."

That did hold some truth, always standing by Adrian’s side surely made it hard to find someone.

Wyatt embarrassedly scratched his head. He was honest, had a calm and composed nature without losing a touch of skill, and spoke directly.

Cecilia sighed with a smile, lightly patting Wyatt’s shoulder.

"Wyatt, you must believe that a girl who truly loves you won’t have greedy thoughts because of your looks or wealth, nor will she compare you to others."

"You are you, different from Adrian, a unique existence that any good girl would like."

Besides, although Wyatt’s looks weren’t exactly boyish, he had a masculine charm, just tanned a bit, and had a manly nature, being quite good at earning money, how could it be hard to find a partner!

Cecilia pondered that Wyatt was probably so busy circling around Adrian that he completely overlooked the potential romantic opportunities around him...

She raised her eyebrows with interest, feeling an urge to play matchmaker.

"Wyatt, how about I keep an eye out for you in the future?"