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And, the second reason,

That was because, her own grandfather had told her, the Pelwick's Robinson family was preparing to plan a matrimonial alliance!

This Pelwick's Robinson family was the base of the Cartmel's Robinson family!

Although, thirty years ago, the two families were split.

But the headquarters of the Robinson family was still in Pelwick! And this matrimonial alliance.

If she did not want to be involved in it. It's a must, the businesses of the Robinson family in Cartmel must be developed as quickly as possible!

As for all of this, Bright was completely unaware.

He had slept for nearly forty minutes in the car.

Finally, the vehicle drove into the Bahamas View.

Only when the car was parked in the garage, Niamh woke up Bright.

"Bright, wake up, you are home."

"Hmm… Don't make noise…"

At this time, Bright was obviously in a deep sleep! He just waved his hand and then moved his buttocks on the passenger seat.

Niamh: ....

For a moment, Niamh really didn't know what to say.

This guy really was…

The corner of her mouth twitched.

Here, Niamh let it be.

"Really, do I have to be the one to tuck you in?" She said in exasperation.

Niamh first stepped down from the driver's seat, then she called out to Elaine and several maids.

After that, they all helped to carry Bright to the bedroom on the second floor.

After tending to Bright for a bit, only then did Niamh finally leave.

5:00 AM.

Bright was awakened by an alarm clock.

He had drunk a bit too much last night! His head was still aching.

Rubbing his aching head, Bright looked around the room.

He felt a bit dazed.

"How… How did I get back here?"

Muttering to himself, Bright sat there, deep in thought.

An ironic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"So, was I carried back?"

Though he had no memory of getting into a car.

Yet he now had a guess.

With a sigh, he shook his head.

Bright picked up his phone and started to check.

He opened the schedule that Joshua had sent him the night before.

Following the plan outlined on the sheet.

At six-thirty this morning, the car left the company.

First, it arrived at the groom's house.

After picking up the groom and preparing the corresponding wedding items, they planned to head over to the bride's house next.

By the time that process finished, it was likely around eight-thirty.

By the time they got to the hotel, it would be just after nine.

"Hmm, that sounds about right." He made a small estimation in his mind.

Bright then moved to the bathroom to take a shower.

After freshening up,

He stood in front of the mirror, tied the knot of his red tie, combed his hair to look mature, and put on a smart suit.

"Not bad." He nodded with satisfaction.

Bright then went downstairs.

As soon as he went downstairs, Bright saw them.

The servants and Elaine were having breakfast.

Suddenly, they were taken aback for a moment.

"Boss? Why are you up so early today?" Elaine asked, slightly confused.

"Oh, I am going to assist with the wedding procession, you guys continue eating."

Saying this, Bright glanced at Elaine.

"Ms. Harrison, later you will drive, take ne to Fareast Holdings."

Elaine nodded, replying, "Alright, boss."

Speaking, Elaine then began preparations.

She had just arrived at the building of the company.

There she saw, already waiting there, Joshua, along with the other seventeen drivers.

In the company's parking lot, there were eighteen Rolls Royce Phantoms in row.

Complete them all, it's stuck there.

And every car was a golden miniature figure!

Every car here was top notch!

"Top notch Rolls Royce phantoms, not bad." Bright approved, nodding his head, saying.

"Thoughtful."

Immediately, Joshua was terrified and hurriedly said, "It should be, it should be!"

After the two settled a bit within the company.

They lectured the driver a bit.

Then, Joshua looked at Bright and asked,

"So, Mr. John, should we depart now?"

"Mm, let's go!"

Saying that, Bright immediately hopped into the lead car.

Heading straight to Samuel's house.

It's six-thirty in the morning.

The volume of traffic on the road wasn't considerable, causing no significant congestion.

However.

The location where Samuel resides was quite far from Fareast Holdings.

With a swift drive.

Finally, around 6:50, they arrived at the residential area where Samuel lived.

As eighteen Rolls Royce Phantoms arrived at the residential complex,

Many early risers, the old men and women buying breakfast, started to point and discuss.

Each of them, faces filled with admiration and praise.

After all.

The old men and women recognized the brand Rolls Royce.

If they did not recognize it, they were surely impressed by the posh appearances of the cars.

When the cars arrived below the building where Samuel lived.

Bright placed a call to Samuel.

"Hey, Samuel, I'm downstairs at your building, which floor are you on?"

"Bright, you are here so quickly? I'm in Room 702, just take the elevator right up, the main door is left ajar, you can just push it open."

There was a tumultuous noise on the other end of the phone.

After asking for the address, Bright relayed the instruction to the drivers.

Then, he went upstairs.

Upon reaching the seventh floor, he entered room 702.

Inside, the room was being decorated.

And, wedding gifts were being prepared.

Pastries, cigarettes… The table was fully laden with these items.

They were covered by a layer of red paper and cloth.

Samuel's parents were busy preparing too.

The elderly couple are genuine small town folks.

Concerning their son's marriage, such a joyous occasion, they were both tense and thrilled.

Off to the side were…

Samuel's colleagues and relatives.

They were all there, playing the role of groomsmen.

As for the interior, the photographer was sitting there, sipping tea.

He hung up the phone.

Samuel spoke to his parents,

"Dad, Mom, my buddy's here, the wedding car is already downstairs."

"Huh? Well then, go ahead and meet him."

His mother, sitting there, glanced at the wall clock, remarking,

"The set departure time is 7:08. There are still about twenty minutes left."

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