บท 660: The Wedding

"Is the wedding still going to happen?" Demetri questioned as his brother walked back into the room, clearly in a foul mood. And since Nora had already messaged him about Ava's question, he could guess all was not well.

Erasmi glared at Demetri, his eyes burning with anger. "Where are the others?" he snapped.

"They're talking to the wedding guests outside. Eras, don't be angry and do something foolish, okay?" Demetri warned, his tone gentle but firm as he looked at Erasmi worriedly. Is that why he'd looked worried?

Erasmi shot him a look of pure frustration. "What foolishness do you think I'm going to do? Or do you, like her, also think I'm a cold-blooded murderer who would harm anyone in anger?"

Demetri froze, then shook his head slowly. "Is that what she thinks? Eras, I'll go talk to her. Explain things."

Erasmi sighed, the fire in his eyes dimming slightly. "You will do no such thing!"

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