?Chapter 729:


    Ste, who had been admiring the wedding gown, whipped her head around at Evelyn’s words. Wesley was indeed holding Elena.


    Ste’s eyes darkened, and jealousy shed across her face. She inwardly cursed. That wretched Elena! She was trying to steal Wesley again!


    “Why is Wesley carrying Elena?” Evelyn muttered. “Are they actually together?”


    “Stop talking nonsense!” Ste snapped.


    Evelyn was taken aback by Ste’s harsh response. She froze for a second, then subtly frowned.


    Evelyn and Ste had studied together overseas and had known each other for a while. Evelyn had invited a bunch of her friends from abroad to her wedding, including Ste.


    As the host, Evelyn didn’t want to start any drama.


    Others also noticed Wesley and Elena. Discussions erupted instantly.


    “Am I hallucinating? Wesley is actually holding a woman!”


    “I can’t believe it! Wesley is known for being so cold to women! And now he’s carrying one!”


    “Elena? Isn’t she the daughter the Harper family brought back from the boonies? Why would Wesley be interested in her?”


    “Who said Wesley is interested? She probably seduced him! That’s gotta be it! Wesley is such a prize. There’s no way he’d be interested in her otherwise.”


    In the’s high society, half the rich girls were obsessed with Wesley, while the other half used to have a thing for Jeffry. Now that Jeffry was marrying Evelyn, those who had liked him had switched their attention to Wesley. Anyone who got near Wesley instantly became the enemy of all these rich heiresses.


    Someone turned to Evelyn and asked, “Evelyn, Elena is going to be your sister-inw. You must know what’s going on between her and Wesley, right?”


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    Evelyn’s face tightened a bit. Still feeling awkward about Elena hearing her talk trash about her, she had lowered her head whenever she was around Elena since then. She had barely even talked to Elena and hardly knew her at all. But if she admitted that, these gossiping women would definitely make wild spections about her rtionship with the Harper family.


    Evelyn waved a dismissive hand. “Whoa there, let’s not jump to conclusions. Wesley’s quite the prize, you know. Not just any scrub can snag him.”


    Right then, the wedding dress arrived by express air delivery, and Evelyn dragged her entourage of friends off to gawk at it.


    Ste hung back, though, her eyes glued to the direction where Wesley and Elena had vanished. Elena, that goddamn bitch!


    Wesley scooped Elena up in his arms and strode into the elevator.


    “What floor are you on?” he asked.


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