Following signs, they navigated a series of corridors and emerged onto the hotel's back Lawn, aglow under the manor's brilliant Lights.

The place was alive with guests sipping wine and engaging in animated conversations.

The atmosphere was Lively.

The grandeur of the wedding was evident in the bustling hall adjacent to the Lawn, where staff scurried about preparing an extravagant spread of dishes.

Brylee's affluent family background was on full display.

A wide variety of dishes were available.

Upon her arrival, Rosalynn saw the couple of the hour.

Harlan was in a sharp suit and Brylee was in a white wedding gown.

Both were exuding joy as they greeted guests.

“Rosalynn, Mr. Tucker, you are here." Spotting Rosalynn and Barlow, Harlan hurried over to welcome them.

“Harlan, congratulations!"

“Mr. Moreno, may your wedding be filled with joy!"

Rosalynn and Barlow showered him with well-wishes.

Harlan shook Barlow's hand, a broad smile on his face.

“I'm genuinely pleased you could make it."

Barlow smiled without saying anything.

Brylee joined them, her eyes betraying a flicker of envy at Barlow's apparent wealth.

“Rosalynn, is this your boyfriend?" she asked.

In her eyes, Rosalynn was just a woman who had been raped by human traffickers. Why were all the men surrounding her either wealthy or influential?

“No,” Rosalynn responded casually.

Brylee scoffed, “Indeed, how could a man of such stature be interested in you?"

"Brylee!" Harlan interjected, his displeasure apparent.