Chapter 20 Warships
Chapter 20 Warships
The wedding was held on the deck of the cruise ship. The guests could enjoy the evening breeze and
some fine wine before the brilliant night view above. The only thing missing in the eyes of some male
attendees was a collection of beautiful young ladies to share the intimate experience with…
This was Oceania's main selling point.
As William and the group walked onto the deck, they could spot some immaculately dressed men and
women chatting with each other in small groups.
All of them were from well-to-do families, and were very difficult to access on regular occasions.
William sat down in the spot that was reserved for the Fords. Astonishingly, the Fords were given seats
at the head table, which was normally reserved for close family friends.
The other attendees were none too happy about the seating arrangement, of course. "How come they
get to take center stage? They almost went bankrupt!"
Caroline glanced at her surroundings, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It's still early, Mom. Let's do
some recon."
Rebecca readily agreed.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Caroline," Rebecca said in a hushed tone. "There are many
fine young bachelors here. It'd be nice if you could get acquainted with some of them." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
Caroline smiled at her sweetly. "Don't worry, Mom. I know what to do."
William snorted. "Says the one who dated a complete scumbag."
Rebecca blushed, knowing that William was referring to Raymond. "We all make mistakes, dear," she
said. "Look at what happened with Leo. You spoke so highly of him back then, yet he ran off on the day
he was supposed to marry Kate Lawson. And he's still as useless as ever, after waltzing back into
town."
William's features hardened as he let out another snort.
"Speaking of that charlatan," Rebecca said, glancing around. "I wonder if he's left already." Rebecca
snickered. "He's a fool if he thinks someone like him belongs in a place like this."
Suddenly, William's phone rang.
William's expression sobered the moment he glanced at the caller ID. "Hello, Miss Ward."
"Hello, Mr. Ford. On behalf of Atlas Beauty, I'd like to propose a few stipulations regarding our
collaboration..."
"Sure, sure... No problem." William nodded repeatedly.
"Who was that?" Rebecca asked.
William smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Ward from Atlas Beauty. She has made a few requests to us:
prepare the marketing plan for 'Angel' in three days; find the right actress to endorse the product in half
a month; and finally, the representative of the Ford family has to be Leo and no one else."
"What?!" The first two points were reasonable, but Caroline could not accept the last point. "Why?
Didn't we agree that this project would be handled by just the three of us?"
Rebecca, too, was far from happy with the news "Does that mean I won't be able to get any
professional credit for this project?" she thought.
William said, "There's nothing we can do, since Atlas has the final say. I'll talk to Leo about it later and
ask him to lend us a hand. If I had known about this earlier, I would have brought him here with us. It's
all because of you two and your big clumsy mouths!"
Caroline and Rebecca paled instantly, feeling a twinge of remorse in their hearts.
"Oh, is that Peter Lawson?"
A tall, handsome man walked in and was soon surrounded by many young men and girls like a myriad
of stars surrounding the moon.
There were four families in Emerdale referred to locally as "The Big Four"; the Lawson family, the Smith
family, the Yason family, and the Duncan family. Only the Lawson family was in attendance tonight.
Peter quickly became the focus of everyone's attention. Almost everyone present this evening had
aspirations of making his attendance.
But to everyone's surprise, he was arranged to sit at the same table with the Ford family.
The moment their eyes met, they were all stunned.
Peter came to his senses first. He narrowed his eyes at William. "What a small world."
William snorted in response.
"I believe congratulations are in order? I heard that you guys snatched a bid from us earlier? Very
nice..." A dark glint formed in Peter's eyes. "But believe me when I say that this; you can forget about it
amounting to anything."
William, Rebecca, and Caroline were all terrified. None of them had expected their victory at the
auction to annoy the Lawsons this much.
Before anyone could respond, music began to play and Victor, the manager of Oceania, stepped onto
the stage.
Victor's gaze swept across the attendees. "Good evening, everyone. I'm honored to host the wedding
for tonight's couple. This is certainly a proud moment in my life."
"The most regretful thing in the world is a missed opportunity for love, and the most memorable thing is
a happy reunion."
His speech was improvised. His soft voice echoed with the music to heighten the atmosphere. "Five
years ago, he met a woman at his lowest point in life and she gave him everything. Five years later, he
came back and promised to make her the happiest woman in the world."
"Now, let's welcome the bride and groom!"
The music changed into a solemn and sacred wedding march.
In an instant, there was thunderous applause in the hall.
Caroline and Rebecca clapped for the sake of appearances, but both were puzzled by what they had
just heard.
"Mom, are you getting the same sense of déjà vu that I am?" Caroline whispered.
"I am." Rebecca nodded but she still looked relaxed. "But as I see it, Leo must have heard this story
from somewhere else, and just plagiarized it."
"Yeah, you're probably right." Caroline regained her composure and clapped even harder. She thought,
"I have to befriend the groom tonight."
At the moment, flashes of light went straight ahead.
In the center of the spotlight, a beautiful, attractive woman slowly walked out.
She wore a glowing white wedding dress with the hemline trailing on the floor, and a diamond crown on
her head. She resembled a holy goddess in the flesh in the eyes of the attendees.
She was holding hand in hand with a delicate little girl.
The little girl was wearing a Pronovias custom-made children's dress, a pair of white ballet shoes, and
a flower garland on her head. She looked absolutely angelic in her appearance.
It was none other than Lydia and Emilia.
Lydia looked ahead, but Emilia gazed around curiously with her big eyes. She was not intimidated at
all, even though this was her first time attending a real wedding.
At this moment, everyone focused their attention on the two of them.
"Ms. Henderson! So she's the lucky woman today!" William widened his eyes and stared at that
beautiful woman shrouded in flashlight.
Caroline and Rebecca dropped their jaws as well as if they had seen a ghost.
Everyone there was applauding except Peter. Veins were bulging on his forehead and his expression
was aghast.
Victor smiled and said to Lydia, "Miss Henderson, will you please go to the observation tower? The
groom is waiting for you up there."
"Alright." Lydia nodded with a smile. Under the envious gazes of countless young ladies, she walked up
to the observation tower accordingly.
Aside from the banquet site, Oceania had an observation tower which stood about 30 feet high.
Standing there and looking into the distance, one could see the entirety of Emerdale in all its splendor
at nighttime.
Lydia arrived at the observation tower via the elevator.
The floor was covered with a red carpet, which was paved with red roses.
A tall man decked out in military uniform was standing to attention; his hands clasped firmly behind his
back and his eyes gazing out onto the city.
Just as Lydia was about to call out Leo's name, there was a loud bang from Emerdale River.
Then, under people's horrified and shocked gazes, a huge aircraft carrier broke through the river and
sailed toward them.
The Odyssey suddenly looked as imposing right now as an ant before this giant vessel.
Before the guests could calm down, they were startled by another loud noise.
"There's more than one ship!" someone exclaimed in fright.
"Rumble!"
The Emerdale River seemed to have been overturned from the force of it. The water shook violently as
50 warships that were each more than 330 feet long surrounded Oceania.
This group of ships occupied the entire river.
On the warships, there stood a grim regiment of soldiers standing to attention.
They carried automatic weapons and wore blue-white marine uniforms. Their backs were as straight as
rods, and their faces were as sharp as cut granite. They stared at the stalwart man who was standing
at the highest point of Oceania, and awaited his orders.