Chapitre 500: The Fateful Meeting

"She wants to go and look for Asher herself?" Cent frowned and placed the file on the table. His aide shifted in his heels.

The man had ignored his mother and his future wife all the time. He had not participated in anything related to his marriage with an excuse of being busy with tasks. But now he minds that his wife is going to choose her own dress for the party. 

"Well, the lady said the designer had not replied so far. And she did not have much time left for choosing her dress. It might need alteration too." The frown on his face grew deeper and turned into a scowl.

"How could he not respond to our letters? Make sure to cut all the chains of his supply." Cent muttered as he picked up the file again but the aide did not leave to execute his orders like always. But he stood there and stared at Cent as if he had grown another head.