The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 979 - 959: The Best Man Carries the Bridesmaid!

Chapter 979: Chapter 959: The Best Man Carries the Bridesmaid!

Graham Stones’s gaze was heavy as he looked at her, his eyebrows knitting ever so slightly. The little goddess was certainly easy on the eyes, but it seemed she wasn’t interested in him at all. Despite his deeply affectionate gaze, she hadn’t even given him a proper look.

It was his first time making such a striking entrance, and not a single woman’s warm gaze had met his. This was a blow to Graham’s ego.

"Hey, Mr. Best Man, have you taken a fancy to our goddess bridesmaid?" Chani Gordon’s face was scrunched up with annoyance. It was bad enough that Roy Thompson couldn’t take his eyes off his sister, but even one of the groomsmen was ignoring her hosting duties, staring at Nana Jensen. The feeling of being ignored instantly rose to the surface, "If just looking is enough to satisfy you, then you can just stand there!"

"Graham, stop looking!"

At this, Roy Thompson finally snapped out of it. If just standing and looking was all he could do, then what the hell was the point of him being the groom today? "This little goddess isn’t someone you playboys can touch. Get on with the real business!"

Graham: "..."

How could they expose him in front of all these people? If it weren’t for the woman whom he’d set his sights on, who could make him "lay down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha," he might not have minded. But before he could even make a first impression, this man had brought up his playboy reputation!

Since he had come in, that girl had not even given him a direct look. Now, hearing he was labeled a playboy, he expected she wouldn’t even glance his way, not even diagonally.

However, considering he was the groom today, he ought to listen to him, right?

"Fine, I won’t look. After all, there will be plenty of time to look later!"

Roy Thompson: "..."

There will be plenty of time to look later?

Did this statement imply he fancied her?

Nana Jensen finally furrowed her brows and looked up sternly at the man before her. Such pretension in his words, where did he get the confidence that she would take an interest in him?

He had the looks that could potentially bring disaster to a country, but alas, his manner was too devilish, and his eyes were genuine playboy eyes, through and through. Whether from top to bottom or left to right, from any angle, he was the spitting image of a playboy.

Even if she didn’t already have someone in her heart, she wouldn’t fancy such a spoiled heir!

Nana Jensen didn’t speak, merely gave him a faint look and walked to Bianca Gordon’s side to stand guard, ready for Chani Gordon’s commands.

"Bianca, I’m here to marry you!"

Roy Thompson gazed at Bianca Gordon for a long moment before finally speaking. However, when he took a step forward and tried to lift his foot again, he found he had no strength, and even moving slightly was difficult. The soles of his feet felt as if they were glued to the red carpet...

Huh?

Was there something strange about this carpet?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, it wasn’t only Roy Thompson whose feet were stuck; all the groomsmen’s feet were glued right at the entrance of the bedroom. Subsequently, the women in the room covered their mouths, laughing so hard they bent at the waist.

"Brother Roy, if you want to marry my Sister Bianca, you have to come in barefoot!" Chani Gordon looked at everyone, triumphant as she saw their stuck-foot situation.

"Why do we have to take off our shoes?"

Each man present was a high-valued young master from wealthy families; taking off shoes in public was just too low-class for them. Even though they knew it was a prank, they still couldn’t help asking.

"Because..."

Seeing someone ask that, Chani’s eyes crinkled with laughter. This was the game she wanted to play, "I have already prepared beautiful and pretty shoes for you. The groom will wear the shoes we’ve prepared and carry the bride out, and if the best men happen to fancy our bridesmaids, they can also put on the shoes I’ve prepared for you and carry a bridesmaid down!"

As soon as Chani uttered these words, not only did the best men at the door explode with chatter, even the bridesmaids inside the room were taken aback by the unexpected twist. They were unprepared for such an explosive segment of the event. If the best man was good-looking, that might be okay, but if he wasn’t, wouldn’t that just be awkward!

So, when Miss Chani Gordon announced this, all the women present instantly gave the men in black best man suits a once-over. It seemed, apparently, that they were not bad-looking—although there wasn’t that feeling of falling in love at first sight, but at least their looks were acceptable, to the point where there was even some slight anticipation for being carried.

"Ah!"

The best men had basically the same reaction as the bridesmaids, sweeping their eyes over the girls in bridesmaid dresses, and it took a while for them to quiet down. Their general attitude was pretty much the same as that of the bridesmaids. Roy Thompson, this little childhood sweetheart, really did have a conscience when it came to treating the bridesmaids.

Each one was naturally beautiful and dressed so prettily, unlike some celebrities or those notorious bridesmaids, they looked absolutely stunning, like a bevy of delicate and enchanting flowers. Yet even so, these floral nymphs still paled in comparison to the true celestial maiden before them.

Many people say that beauty is something that stands out amidst a crowd, but Bella Gordon, this angel among humans, truly stood out even in a room full of beauties. Samson Turner couldn’t help but look towards the woman on the wedding bed, dressed in white and pure, her head veiled with tulle. Even though her features were obscured by the veil, the subtle aura she radiated was almost palpable, imagining her exquisite features, she was breathtakingly beautiful and appeared to transcend worldly concerns!

She truly was the epitome of earthly beauty!

No wonder Roy, a man who otherwise paid no attention to romantic affairs, fell so deeply that he couldn’t extricate himself, and then, to everyone’s surprise, and he ended up marrying in such a noteworthy and unexpected event. For such an exceptional beauty, if he was even a tad slower, others who were waiting to make their move would have snatched her away!

Even without seeing the perfect face under the veil, Samson Turner couldn’t help but sigh at how lucky Roy was!

But next to this epitome of earthly beauty was another supreme beauty. She wasn’t wearing a bridesmaid dress; she simply wore a light yellow long dress, her long brown curly hair draped over her shoulders, sitting quietly next to the bride, her face rippling with deep waves of joy, with a smile that seemed to overflow from the depths of her eyes!

She wasn’t a bridesmaid but was the only woman sitting in the room. Who was she?

Given her relationship with the bride, it seemed quite exceptional, she should be the bride’s best friend, right? Isn’t it customary for the best friend to be the bridesmaid?

Why wasn’t she a bridesmaid?

Could it be...

An ominous premonition struck him, yet Samson still intently gazed at her, turning to Chani to ask, "Does the best man have to carry a bridesmaid? Is it possible to choose someone other than a bridesmaid to carry?"

Uh?

Chani was somewhat bemused; weren’t all the women in the room bridesmaids?

If not the bridesmaid, then would it be her?

Damn, Brother Roy, the best man you brought couldn’t possibly have taken a liking to her, right?

Then her little male deity would throw a fit!

"Cough cough, in this room, aside from the bridesmaids and me, anyone else can be carried however one likes!" Chani glanced at the women standing, then realized there were also two men behind them, "If you guys want to carry a man, I welcome that too!"

Rio Gordon: "..."

Willy Smith: "..."

They didn’t have the habit of being carried by men, did they? Although they were still young, it was certain that their sexual orientation was normal!