My Fiancé's Scandals Never End, So I Married His Uncle Instead-Chapter 104: Wedding Warm-up, Weibo Explodes
A fight?
The word was so at odds with his image of Celia Sterling that Silas Norwood paused for a couple of seconds.
Then, he asked the question that concerned him most, "Did Cece get the worst of it?"
"No."
Silas Norwood grunted in acknowledgment. "Who was it? Do you need me to handle it?"
Celia Sterling shook her head. "My brother already took care of it for me."
Silas Norwood quickly connected the dots with the rumors he’d heard from Port Sovereign. "The Sutton Family of Port Sovereign?"
Celia Sterling didn’t ask how Silas knew. At his level, he had more sources of information than she could count. She just hesitated, probing, "Silas, do you think I’m too much of a troublemaker?"
"No," Silas Norwood’s voice was gentle, his tone matter-of-fact. "Cece is so well-behaved. If there was a conflict, it was naturally the other party’s fault."
"You can’t be like that," Celia Sterling coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed herself. "Being so unreasonably biased will spoil me rotten."
Even Kian Sterling wouldn’t dare say something like that. He had worked hard to raise his sister and knew she had a difficult-to-manage personality. He always tried to instill the right values in her. Even though he was protective, he never spared her a necessary lesson, fearing that one misstep in guidance would lead Celia Sterling down the wrong path.
But Silas Norwood’s voice was light. "As far as I’m concerned, my girlfriend *is* my logic."
His words, however, made Celia Sterling begin to reflect. "I was the impulsive one in this matter... "
She briefly recounted what had happened. Silas Norwood listened in silence the entire time, and only after Celia Sterling finished did he say gently,
"Next time something like this happens, don’t get your own hands dirty. This is what bodyguards are for. A delicate girl like you could easily be frightened by a bloody scene."
Celia Sterling was speechless. ’I don’t really understand how I’m so fragile in Silas Norwood’s eyes.’
But there seemed to be no point in dwelling on the topic.
She proactively changed the subject. "Silas, what are you doing? Are you done with work at the Group?"
In truth, after Silas Norwood had gone back, the two still chatted a lot every day over messages and occasionally video-called. It was just that during their calls, he was always in some sort of meeting, clearly swamped with work. Today, however, he seemed relatively free. The backdrop was no longer a conference room bustling with people, but a comfortable chairman’s office. On his desk, there was even a bouquet of flowers, suggesting a leisurely mood.
Silas Norwood’s cool expression softened considerably at Celia Sterling’s question.
"Cece, the wedding rings are here," he said gently. "Do you want to see them?"
Celia Sterling hummed in agreement.
On camera, Silas Norwood took out an exquisite velvet box and opened it for her. Inside was a matching set of rings. Their material wasn’t obvious, but they shimmered with a radiant luster, looking incredibly valuable. The design was ingenious yet minimalist, perfect for daily wear.
"I wasn’t sure if you’d like such a simple style, Cece, but wedding rings are something you wear for a lifetime, so I figured they should be comfortable above all else. If you prefer more complex designs, I can have some others custom-made for you to play with."
"Why would I need so many custom rings? The ones you have right there are perfect, Silas," Celia Sterling said, thinking of the mountain of priceless jewelry she had at home. They were so opulent and complex that after wearing them once or twice, she found them cumbersome and left them as decorations instead.
"We’ll be making the official announcement in a few days." Silas Norwood lowered his gaze to fiddle with the rings, his expression unreadable, and discussed it with her very seriously. "Cece, would you mind if I posted a little teaser on Weibo beforehand?"
A teaser?
Although Celia Sterling couldn’t guess his motive, she knew that given his status, he must have considered various factors related to the Group’s operations. ’As for showing off? With his usual low-key personality, that’s unlikely.’
Since it involved the Group’s operations, Celia Sterling was very cooperative. "Of course, you can."
「Metropia.」
Norwood Group, Chairman’s Office.
Theo Chambers stood a short distance behind Silas Norwood, organizing a file cabinet. He didn’t mean to pay attention to what Silas was doing, but ever since those two rings had been delivered, his boss, though appearing calm and composed, hadn’t focused on his work at all.
A thin document awaiting approval had been sitting in front of him for a full half-hour, untouched.
After hanging up with Miss Sterling, Silas Norwood casually took a photo of the wedding rings.
A few minutes later, a new photo appeared on Silas Norwood’s Weibo account, which he hadn’t updated in ages and which only contained a single verification post.
The matching wedding rings lay in their velvet box, next to a vibrant bouquet of flowers. The caption read: "Hello, wife."
After posting, he logged out of his Weibo account, his cool and noble demeanor unchanged. He finally seemed to have the mind to get back to work, but Theo Chambers’s phone began ringing off the hook. The calls were all from high-level executives of the Group’s various departments, asking him to confirm if the boss’s Weibo account had been hacked.
"Boss, am I allowed to say anything?" Theo Chambers asked for Silas Norwood’s permission.
Silas Norwood looked up from his documents, his amber eyes cool. "I have no intention of having a secret marriage."
’So he plans to make it public within the Group.’
Theo Chambers replied respectfully, "I know what to do."
He looked down, added the Group’s senior executives to a group chat, and sent a unified reply:
[The Boss’s wedding is imminent, and an official announcement will be made soon. All departments should prepare accordingly.]
A few minutes later, the Norwood Group’s official verified account reposted Silas Norwood’s post. All the Group’s executives liked it and posted congratulatory messages—thousands of them, each one unique.
But the real ground zero was Silas Norwood’s personal Weibo.
He already had a fanbase in the tens of millions, and the moment the post went up, a horde of active followers was instantly stirred up. They began reposting it frantically, and the crowd flooding his Weibo snowballed, crashing the platform in less than half an hour.
The dense flood of comments below was no longer people praying to The Moneybags, but a stream of various shocked reactions:
[The Moneybags is actually getting married! Which woman saved the galaxy to be able to land this top-tier tycoon?]
[HOLY CRAP, those rings look ridiculously expensive. I asked my uncle who works in luxury goods, and the damn things cost as much as a large courtyard house in the heart of Metropia. As expected of The Moneybags.]
[Besides the expensive rings, there are Juliet Roses too! I thought The Moneybags only knew how to throw money around, but he can be romantic too! AHHH, jealousy is making me ugly!]
...
Eventually, the storm brewing around Silas Norwood swept over to Kian Sterling.
Compared to Silas Norwood, Kian Sterling had an even larger fanbase. As two of Metropia’s most powerful and eligible bachelors—one the cinnabar mole, the other the white moonlight—their fanbases overlapped significantly, and the ill wind blew straight into the comments on Kian Sterling’s Weibo:
[The Moneybags from the Norwood Family is getting married! Chairman Sterling, you’re our only hope now! Please stay single forever!]
[Am I the only one who wants to know what kind of woman it would take to conquer Chairman Sterling?]
[I have a bold idea... the woman who can conquer The Norwood Family’s Moneybags must be infinitely charming. Could she conquer Chairman Sterling at the same time?] 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
[Person above, are you insane?]
...
When Kian Sterling woke up, there were already hundreds of thousands of comments. His expression turned dark and cold after scanning a few. He handed control of his Weibo account directly over to Evan Rhodes in Metropia, then turned to Celia Sterling.
"Are you ready? We’re going to the Blackwater Creek villa now."
