Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Chapter 1804

"Adam, come over and give me a hand."

Adam understood Cathy's meaning, but in fact, he had already intended to help.

However, Shirley was aware that Cathy and Adam were trying to help her up at the moment, but she pretended to be deep in thought, silently accepting Adam and Cathy's kind intention. The sun began to set for the evening.

Adam parked his car at the entrance of the most luxurious hotel in Glendale.

Although it was before the time for the commencement of the wedding banquet, the entrance was already streaming with guests.

Shirley was sitting at the rear seat of the car, watching the guests going into the main entrance. She was familiar with many people there, actually.

Carter's wedding ceremony was a grand one. A day before the wedding, the net was bombarded with the news of his wedding.

The honorable viscount of St. Piaf was about to get married, and it attracted the attention of many.

Additionally, once Carter's daily life photos were posted on the net, it immediately attracted lots of his fans.

The fact that he was a psychiatrist and a high-level hypnotist further attracted more admiration.

Looking at the lively scene before her, Shirley took out a mini mirror and looked at her face.

After looking at it for a few seconds, she showed no expression as she took out a mask and wore it.

Adam and Cathy were the first ones to get down from the car. After getting out of the car, Adam, feeling uneasy, warned Cathy, "Things might be a little troublesome if Carter recognized her." He expressed his worries and could feel that Carter was unpredictable and quite scary.

"Rest assured that I'll act accordingly. I'll also take good care of Miss Brown."

"Cathy, thank you so much. If it weren't for you all this while, I'd truly have no idea how to deal with m y relationship with her, " Adam said, thanking her sincerely. Suddenly, he glanced at Shirley. "Even though she has changed a lot when compared to when she was younger, at the end of the day, she's still my sister."

Cathy smiled faintly. "I understand. Adam, you do care for Miss Brown. You're stubborn with your words, but deep down, you care."

"What's taking you guys so long?" Shirley's pestering voice drifted from the car window.

Adam took the wheelchair out from the trunk and opened it, then, with an irritated look, carried Shirley onto the wheelchair. In the end, he deliberately put on a cold expression and spoke to Shirley in a cold tone.

"Since you've insisted on coming here to torment yourself, I'm granting you your wish now. I'll give you an hour at most. Don't cause a scene, lest you bring trouble to Cathy."

Shirley chuckled disdainfully when she heard that." Just listen to him. Is this the tone a little brother should have when talking to his elder sister? Hmph.

She turned away proudly, controlling the wheelchair, and headed for the entrance herself.

"Adam, go on ahead. I'll head in for now," Cathy said, then quickly caught up to Shirley.

It was likely due to Carter's status, the procedure to enter the banquet was a little cumbersome.

After Cathy had handed over the invitation card, the guard studied it meticulously like an examination paper, then looked at Cathy and Shirley, who was in a wheelchair, before letting them in.

To prevent being recognized by Carter or bumped into someone they knew, Cathy too wore a mask.

To prevent publicizing their presence, after entering the banquet, Cathy found a spot and helped Shirley to sit at a corner.

Otherwise, sitting in a wheelchair would catch attention.

After all, the people of St. Piaf were not ordinary people. The decorations of the wedding scene were utterly luxurious.

To Shirley, however, it was an absolutely cruel sentence.

Cathy glanced at Shirley and coincidentally saw Shirley smiling, so Cathy asked, "Do you know who's the bride for this wedding?"