Read My Past is Just Prologue By Louisa Dillon Chapter 57 – The Specially Customized Wedding
At this moment, for Janet, who was not present but was related, tomorrow’s business banquet was the thing that she had to
Janet looked at the data and the faint reflection on the computer. She was in a trance.
Even if she didn’t want to know, and there were no advertisements on her computer, there was overwhelming propaganda, including the news headlines, which clearly showed the news of Nathaniel and Anastasia’s wedding.
Janet laughed bitterly. When she married Nathaniel, even the Webster Group people did not know it. It was because the official information about Nathaniel could not conceal the marriage relationship, which exposed the fact that he was already married.
The computer in front of Janet suddenly went black.
She hadn’t saved any of that information!
“This is…” Seeing the screen gradually displayed on the screen again, Janet froze.
The phone rang quickly.
“Jill, see? Nathaniel’s wedding scene is being broadcast live.”
Beacher’s voice sounded.
When hearing the words “Nathaniel” and “wedding”, Janet subconsciously wanted to escape.
“What’s wrong, Jill?” Not hearing a response from Janet, Beacher was nervous and instantly raised his voice, “Jill, are you trying to turn off the computer? Your computer is connected to the main line of this villa. It can’t be turned off now without cutting off the main power supply of the villa.”
It must be that he had arranged for someone to hack her computer directly. Did he do this to try to get her to see Nathaniel’s wedding scene and let her no longer care about Nathaniel?
“Beacher, why are you showing me this? I don’t want to see it, and it has nothing to do with me.”
She didn’t notice that she was trembling a little as she spoke.
Seeming to sense Janet’s resistance, Beacher took off his goggles. From a short distance away, he was able to see Nathaniel’s wedding scene. “I know you don’t want to see. But today is different. Just take a look as if you are watching a movie?”
Beacher’s presence not far from Nathaniel’s wedding was not for business reasons, but…
Beacher was ready to watch the show as he watched each of the “specially designed” fireworks around him.
Besides, didn’t Donahue say he was going to give Nathaniel a “big present”?
“Watching a movie is to soothe the emotions. Beacher, can I refuse?”
Janet rubbed her temples with her fingers helplessly and turned her head away from the computer screen.
“Take a look, please!”
Beacher insisted unreasonably.
Janet didn’t respond to him.
“I heard Donahue will be at the wedding today. You haven’t seen Donahue for so long. Don’t you want to see Donahue?”
Thinking Janet could be persuaded, Beacher continued.
Janet thought, “Donahue’s going to the wedding? No way, right?”
“Donahue has something that he can’t go back to, doesn’t he?”
Janet was a little surprised and asked, “Donahue is going to Nathaniel’s wedding instead of coming to me first when he’s back
“Uh, no.” Beacher didn’t know how to explain. Wanting to keep the secret, he turned Janet’s attention to the computer screen. “Jill, look! The wedding has started! Anastasia is coming out in a wheelchair! The Webster family is marrying a cr*pple as the young lady of the Webster family. Aren’t they afraid of being ridiculed?”
Because of Beacher’s words, Janet’s eyes finally shifted to the computer screen.
The wedding was grand. Every part of it was done with care. There were a lot of big names in it. After Janet took over the Longfellow Group, she knew all of them too.
“Anyway, it was much better than when I married Nathaniel. At that time, I was physically fit, yet I didn’t even get a wedding. But even if she is disabled, she can get such a big wedding. Maybe that’s the difference between loving someone and not loving
Janet’s tone was calm. But she was clear that she felt upset.
Beacher snorted disdainfully, “No. Nathaniel is blind. Jill, you are beautiful and kind, far better than that evil Anastasia. I do not want to mention the name. I feel that name dirty my mouth!”
The more Beacher thought about it, the angrier he felt. He kept complaining.
Hearing Beacher’s voice, Janet laughed. “So don’t compare me to her. I also think Anastasia is so disgusting that she doesn’t deserve to be compared to me.”
Janet looked at Nathaniel on the screen and laughed. She was gradually releasing her inner struggle.
“What would Nathaniel do if he knew what kind of person Anastasia, his wife, was?” Janet thought, expecting.
“Jill, are you sure you’re not going to do anything about Nathaniel getting married? In my opinion, you’re not a submissive person.”
Since getting someone to hack Janet’s computer, Beacher knew that she was actually looking at the Gonzalez Group’s financial report at the time of Nathaniel’s wedding!
How could she be so calm?
She even calmly asked Lawrence for a glass of warm milk. “No sugar, thanks.”
Beacher was stunned to hear that. “Jill, you’re so calm to drink milk at a time like this. That’s awesome.”
“I’m going to get some rest today. Tomorrow is my main show.”
Janet took a sip of milk calmly, trying to enable her cold heart to warm up a little. “I’m not doing anything because I don’t care anymore. It’s none of my business if Nathaniel wants to marry anyone. Besides, I am sure that Nathaniel will not be happy if he marries a woman like Anastasia. Since the opponent will be self-destructive, why do I need to waste my energy to engage in these things that can easily degrade myself?”
Janet’s words were well-reasoned and quite clear. Beacher couldn’t help but praise her.
“Jill, after all these years, you’ve been a mature lady.” Beacher praised.
Janet laughed. “Just let them get married as they wish so that everyone knows. Marry a woman like that, and once things break
out, the Webster family will lose their reputation. That will be the moment the Webster family is subverted and crushed!”
Beacher did not expect that Jill could have such profound thoughts. He uncontrollably sighed.
That was what a real lady of a powerful and wealthy family should be like!
A woman who only focused on a man was simply not a real well-cultivated lady from a prestigious family.