Jeremy, holding the snack, calmly parted his lips seemingly and asked, “Where will Mr. Carter's wedding be held tomorrow?”

The maid replied without hesitation, “It's at the Royal Palace of St. Piaf. Wasn't it written on Mr. Whitman's wedding invitation?”

“Of course, it was. I just wanted to confirm it,” Jeremy quickly responded with a reasonable answer.

The maid did not have any doubts, and instead, she praised, “Mr. Whitman, you are so careful. But your leg injury is very serious. If you go