Ruben approached the planning with the intensity of a general preparing for battle, obsessing over every tiny detail alongside the rest of the family. His mission was crystal clear—show the world just how fiercely the Evans family treasured Elliana.
When Arthur and Rita caught wind of the news, they practically levitated with happiness and booked flights to Ublento before the phone call even ended. The Thompsons matched their enthusiasm beat for beat, declaring they’d prepare a gift so extravagant that it would make royalty jealous.
After months of preparation that bordered on obsessive, the day finally arrived.
The Harmony Estate became the stage. Arthur and Rita hosted a bridal luncheon so lavish that it belonged in magazines, while Cole waited at the ceremony site, his nerves humming like live wires.
The motorcade carrying Elliana and Arthur snaked down the estate’s long private drive, every vehicle gleaming like liquid gold. Photos of the procession exploded across media platforms within seconds, while helicopters packed with journalists and VIP guests circled overhead like hawks.
The marriage between the Evans and the Campbell families had already set the city buzzing. But when word spread that the Thompsons—the family that made empires look small—would be attending, the buzz became a roar. Every single guest was a titan, someone whose name alone commanded rooms.
Edgar and Elsie emerged from their years of careful privacy to attend. Beside them stood Kaleb, the Thompson family’s current patriarch, with his wife Jenifer on his arm.
Edgar and Elsie were legends—power players whose reputations stretched across continents. Kaleb and Jenifer were different but equally formidable, constants in international headlines, their influence woven into the fabric of global affairs.
With figures like these in attendance, the wedding stopped being just a celebration. It became a phenomenon, captivating audiences across every border and time zone.
At first, everyone figured the Thompsons had shown up out of business courtesy—a nod to their ties with the Campbells and the Evanses.
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But when Edgar and Elsie stepped forward to present Elliana with wedding gifts as her maternal grandparents, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. Elliana wasn’t just some rising star—she was the Thompson dynasty’s only granddaughter, a position that carried weight most people couldn’t even fathom.
Who could’ve predicted it? The girl the Jones family had tossed aside like garbage, the so-called “ugly duckling” they’d deemed worthless, had transformed into someone the entire world wanted to celebrate. Public opinion flipped so fast that it gave people whiplash.
Cole and Elliana’s first wedding had drowned in a sea of online hate, every comment section a battlefield of cruelty. This time? The internet had done a complete one-eighty.
Suddenly, everyone envied Elliana with an almost religious fervor. She became the blueprint—women everywhere copied her hairstyles, studied her outfits, mimicked the way she moved. Social media overflowed with nothing but blessings and admiration.
On this day, Elliana stood on an altar scattered with rose petals, wearing a wedding dress Cole had commissioned specifically for her—a masterpiece of silk and lace. The diamond ring on her finger sparkled with a design he’d sketched out himself. She looked otherworldly, like something out of a dream that had wandered into reality.
Cole stood beside her in a suit that probably cost more than most cars, looking so devastatingly handsome that it bordered on unfair.
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