Gael held an invitation in his hand. His purpose for coming was the same as Emilia’s.

Yanni leaned back on the sofa. She rubbed her forehead and said with a hint of a headache, “If you came to deliver an invitation, you’re too late, Gael. Your future wife has already dropped by. Didn’t she tell you?”

Gael paused, finally noticing Emilia. She looked guilty. She had just blocked the Mueller fellow, and Gael arrived immediately after.

Yanni glanced between Emilia and Gael. She was fully aware of