Chapter 444 Undercurrents Surging
Odette glared furiously at the person in front of her, her hatred rapidly intensifying.
"Quentin never loved you. The only person he loves is me. And today, he's marrying me!"
She shouted angrily, her face contorted with rage as she stared at Lauren.
Lauren smirked, "If that's the case, why are you so nervous?"
Odette's eyes were bloodshot with anger. She swung her hand, aiming to slap Lauren, but Lauren instinctively dodged.
Since coming to terms with her feelings, Lauren had vowed not to back down anymore.
She grabbed Odette's wrist and warned her seriously, "I told you, if you know what's good for you, go back and prepare for your wedding. Since you want me to attend, you should make better preparations."
Lauren's eyes flashed with a sharp anger as she pushed Odette out the door and shut it.
Odette, having gained nothing from her confrontation with Lauren, stormed back to her room and began throwing her makeup products to the floor in a fit of rage.
The wedding planner, hoping to gain some favor, quickly retreated upon seeing Odette's fury and nervously reported, "Mr. Robinson has arrived. He asked me to tell you to get ready; it's almost time for the ceremony."
Hearing this, Odette stopped her actions abruptly, a warm feeling passing through her heart. She calmed herself and responded, "Got it. Tell Quentin I'll be out soon."
Odette sat in her chair, still fuming from Lauren's threats, feeling that Lauren's words were not as simple as they seemed.
But after thinking it over, she realized that someone who was imprisoned couldn't pose much of a threat.
Besides, after today, she would be Quentin's wife, and no one would dare say anything.
Quentin finished setting up the security arrangements and quickly changed into his tuxedo, but he hadn't seen Gregory anywhere, suspecting he was hiding somewhere.
As Quentin had predicted, Gregory had boarded the ship early and was now in a discreet room, monitoring the wedding through surveillance cameras.
He had scouted the area beforehand and found no issues, but unexpectedly, Matthew had escaped from his room and was caught by the guards.
"Let me go!" Matthew struggled stubbornly, trying to break free from the guards' grip, but he was quickly recaptured by Gregory.
Gregory was both shocked and angry. He glanced around and harshly reprimanded the guards, "You useless fools! You can't even keep an eye on a child. What good are you?"
As he spoke, Gregory restrained Matthew and threatened, "If you don't behave, I'll throw you overboard right now."
"You're a big bully!" Matthew glared at Gregory, his dislike for him evident from the start.
The sky was exceptionally clear. Lauren looked out the ship's window, seeing the shore grow more distant.
She took a deep breath, encouraging herself, "Lauren, you can do this. This is your one chance. If you miss it, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."
The wedding was about to begin.
Two suited bodyguards appeared outside her door, respectfully saying, "Miss Walker, the ceremony is about to start. Mr. Robinson requests your presence."
Lauren scoffed, noticing that these were the same men who had brought her to the ship. Their faces were unfamiliar, not resembling Quentin's usual subordinates.
But she didn't care, knowing it was just another of Odette's schemes.
She tidied her hair and followed the two men out of the room.
The wedding symphony echoed throughout the ship, its melodious tunes filling the air with a sense of wonder.
The wedding venue was bustling with people.
Quentin had certainly spared no expense; the wedding was lavish.
Yet, for some reason, Lauren disliked the decor, especially the glaring red roses.
Lauren wanted to find an inconspicuous seat, but she knew Odette wouldn't allow it.
Sure enough, a flamboyantly dressed person, the planner, rushed over. "Miss Walker, your seat is in the front row."
Lauren frowned, feeling that the planner's scent was familiar, like she had smelled it recently. Then she realized it was Odette's perfume.
It seemed Odette wanted her in the front row.
Lauren didn't refuse and walked straight to the middle of the front row.
The planner was overjoyed, hoping to curry favor with Lauren, but was immediately blocked by the bodyguards.
The planner glared at the guards and left, humiliated.
Lauren remained silent, sitting obediently. She soon spotted familiar faces.
Sophia and Noah waved enthusiastically at Lauren and hurried over, only to be stopped by the guards.
Lauren nodded and gave a bitter smile, envying the couple's affection.
She turned to the guards coldly, "I'm not going to run. We're just talking. Stand aside, or I'll shout and cause chaos, ruining Mr. Robinson's plans. You'll pay the price!"
Lauren's words seemed to move the guards, who retreated to the side.
With no more obstacles, Noah quickly greeted Lauren.
"Long time no see!"
Lauren smiled lightly, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Noah scratched his head, trying to act calm, "You and Sophia haven't seen each other in a while. You two should catch up. I'll go check on Quentin."
Noah regretted his words immediately, earning a glare from Sophia, who scolded him, "Noah, can you be a bit more considerate?"
Lauren couldn't help but laugh. After being cooped up in the villa, constantly worrying about Matthew, she hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
After Noah left, Sophia sat beside her, cautiously asking, "Is it okay if I sit here?"
"Of course," Lauren replied with a polite smile.
Sophia seemed like a different person, much more gentle, with no trace of hostility towards Lauren.
Sophia gently touched her belly, drawing Lauren's attention to its slight bulge.
"You're pregnant," Lauren said, surprised.
Sophia shyly nodded, "It's been a while. I'm looking forward to the baby's arrival."
Sophia's eyes were filled with anticipation, making Lauren lower her head slightly.
Thinking of children made Lauren miss Matthew even more, wondering how he was doing.
Meanwhile, Matthew was downstairs, imprisoned by Gregory, crying and struggling.
Gregory frowned, instructing his men to gag Matthew, eager for the wedding to start.
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