Chapter 362

Lawrence, with a cold aversion to dirt, pushed her away. His expression was unpleasant, especially considering the unfortunate circumstances of someone experiencing discomfort during their wedding.

The man's demeanor was icy yet his eyes were calm, as he mocked Darcy with a hint of disdain, "No wonder I feel disgusted when I touch you."

Darcy's face turned pale as if she had fallen from heaven to hell. She awkwardly defended herself, "I'm clean, Lawrence, I have never had sex before."

"I am sure that this video isn't fake, nor is it manipulated." Lawrence, a specialist in the tech field, could discern immediately.

The discussions from the audience below reminded him to check the timestamp on the videos. Indeed, the most recent was from yesterday. He had been played by the woman who kept saying she had sacrificed a lot for him. He was even feeling guilty yesterday because of what he did with Winnie.

As it turned out, Darcy was not as innocent or pitiful as he thought. In the video, she appeared unfamiliar and vulgar.

Lawrence's expression darkened as a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes. He pondered how much more this woman was hiding from him and what her true identity was behind it all. At that moment, he deeply doubted her. He could tolerate her infidelity; honestly, he didn't care about that. But what he couldn't tolerate was Darcy playing him, pretending to be kind and innocent while deceiving him.

"Lawrence, let me explain this to you later. Can we finish the wedding first?" Darcy pleaded anxiously. Just then, several police officers stormed in. They quickly approached the stage, showing their badges, and solemnly asked, "Who is Darcy?"

Darcy's face turned pale. She didn't know who pointed her out. The police took out their handcuffs and said to her, "Darcy, based on the confession of a kidnapper and an anonymous tip, we have reasonable suspicion that you are involved in a child abduction case that occurred a month ago. Please come with us to assist in the police investigation."

Darcy's heart raced anxiously as she pondered to herself, 'Wasn't Sidney's kidnapping case already solved? Damn it, hadn't Mars dealt with that severed limb kidnapper?' She quickly rolled her eyes and shook her head in denial. "I am also a victim of the kidnapping case. Can the police freely accuse people like this? Lawrence, you know very well that I was kidnapped along with Sidney."

Lawrence frowned and asked the police, "Do you have any evidence?"

"We received an anonymous tip, which means we have some incriminating evidence, Mr. Rodriguez. We do not want to delay your wedding with Darcy, but this concerns your son. I suggest you take it seriously."

"Lawrence, I don't want to be taken away by them. They are falsely accusing me!"

"Yeah, why do you want to take Darcy away without presenting any evidence?" Ray also stepped forward. Darcy's video shocked him, but he still believed in her without hesitation.

The impatient police officer said again, "The kidnapping case points to West Iron Group, and Darcy has a certain connection with a senior member of West Iron Group. This is what the anonymous tip alleged. Mr. Rodriguez, did you carefully watch your fiancée's video just now?"

Lawrence's gaze suddenly returned to the big screen. The man Darcy was having an affair with wasn't showing his face. But Lawrence had seen Mars's photo and after comparing, it wasn't difficult to confirm. Darcy was actually having an affair with Mars.

After Lawrence had the police catch the severed limb kidnapper, the kidnapper implicated West Iron Group. He had suspected at that time whether Mars was involved in the conspiracy.

The man's cold gaze locked onto Darcy in an instant.

"I didn't do it, Lawrence. Did you forget that I was kidnapped and seriously injured as well? I desperately protected Sidney and got beaten up all over." Darcy tightly gripped Lawrence's hand, unwilling to let go.

"Darcy, please come with us and cooperate with the investigation," said the police officer.

"I..." Darcy gritted her teeth, unwillingly to let go as she held onto Lawrence's hand. "Lawrence, I have endured so much pain and hardship to make it this far. I am finally marrying you today. I can't let this wedding be ruined. Can we complete the ceremony first, please? I love you so much."

"No need," Bob's authoritative voice interrupted. He frowned and glanced at Darcy, becoming displeased. "Darcy, go with the police to give a statement. If you have nothing to do with the case, you will surely be released. Then, you can have another wedding ceremony with Lawrence. But if you are involved in dangerous and illegal activities, the Rodriguez family will never accept a bride with a tarnished reputation. Also, there is this video." Bob gestured toward the video that was playing on the large screen of Darcy's affair.

"Bob!" Darcy looked at him with fear in her eyes, unable to do anything, and blinked at her parents.

Mr. Ordelia immediately ran over to plead with Bob, cautiously saying, "Bob, the Ordelia family has been supportive of you and Lawrence's relationship throughout these years. Darcy loves Lawrence, and you were also supportive. Please let my daughter go."

Support in the past obviously referred to him not recognizing his son yet. Nobody could match Bob's cunning mind. He brushed off Mr. Ordelia's pleads indifferently, and this time, he was stern with Lawrence. "Lawrence, we can redo the wedding ceremony."

"No, Lawrence, I am innocent. Let the police give us a few minutes to complete the ceremony," Darcy continued to beg.

Lawrence wearily furrowed his brows and finally spoke up, "Darcy, cooperate with the investigation first. I will find a lawyer for you. Today's wedding has already been ruined by your video. We can discuss other matters later."

"Lawrence, I can explain the video. I had my reasons!" Darcy cried as she was quickly taken away by the police.

"Lawrence, please wait for me," she begged unwillingly,

The wedding turned into a regrettable exchange. Lawrence turned around, his demeanor cold, and faced Winnie, who sat quietly in the audience below. His expression froze, as if he perceived mockery in her eyes, as if she were silently saying, "This is the innocent and kind woman you wanted to marry."

Winnie's accusations against Darcy flashed through his mind. He used to think it was a malicious slander. But at that moment, he was confused. Perhaps, Winnie was right about some things after all.

On that day, Darcy had showed him different sides of her, and maybe these sides were the real Darcy.

For some unknown reason, despite his anger over Darcy's infidelity video, he inexplicably felt relieved.

The man pressed his forehead and released his grip on his bright Windsor knot. His face quickly returned to its composed state.

He walked back to the stage exuding an intense aura, his lips pursed as he coldly said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the unexpected turn of events in my wedding today. It must be canceled for now. However, the banquet is prepared, so please stay and enjoy the meal."

Mr. and Mrs. Ordelia were furious when Lawrence directly canceled the wedding. There was an uproar from the audience.

Elliott smirked and glanced around, asking Winnie, "Winnie, shall we leave?"

"Yes, let's leave. The excitement is already over, and the food doesn't seem worth it," Winnie responded. A smile pulled at the corner of her lips as she gently pushed her uncle a couple of steps backward. Just in time, she saw Mr. and Mrs. Ordelia trying to go up to the stage to find Lawrence.

Winnie stopped and crossed her arms, glancing sideways. "Mr. Ordelia, your daughter made a fool of herself. Belated congratulations."

Mr. and Mrs. Ordelia looked perplexed at first but quickly caught on. They glanced at the big screen and then stared at Winnie. "It's you!"

"You wicked woman!" Mrs. Ordelia's hackles were raised.

Around the stage, several reporters surrounded Lawrence. "Lawrence, your wedding has been cancelled. We've heard that the Island Electronics' latest Power Saving chip launch event is scheduled for 2 pm downstairs in this hotel. Will it proceed as planned?"

The wedding and the chip launch were scheduled for the same day. However, with the bride's scandalous video going viral and her subsequent arrest by the police, it was already making headlines. The reporters didn't want to miss the chance to cover the next hot topic.

Lawrence remained composed as he was being surrounded by reporters. Despite the excessive attention on him, his expression remained cold and unaffected, as if the wedding had no impact on him. He parted his thin lips and calmly spoke, "The event will proceed as planned. We welcome people from all walks of life to attend the chip launch." His deep voice, amplified by the nearby microphone, resounded powerfully in the air.

At that moment, under an inconspicuous sun umbrella, stood two women. The younger one was exceptionally delicate and frail, dressed elegantly yet modestly. She wore a lace sun hat that covered her face, but her fragile and pale lower half of her face was exposed.

The older woman next to her pointed at the proud man on the stage and said, "Ms. Blanchet, that's Lawrence. He is the illegitimate son of the Rodriguez family's patriarch and is destined to rule Trento City. Mrs. Blanchet has privately considered arranging a marriage for you, but you just returned from overseas today."

The young girl lightly coughed, covering her face, and raised her head to look toward the stage. The mature man stood tall and upright with a commanding presence. As for his face, she had never seen such handsome features before.

If the rumors were true, he was truly unparalleled in the world. The young girl slowly lowered her eyes, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks, but she didn't say anything. She looked elsewhere at the wedding venue and whispered, "I heard Father has been searching for that illegitimate daughter recently, so I made a detour to take a look." Her tone turned cold as she pointed in a direction. "Ah yes, that's the one."

The young girl's gaze lightly drifted over, capturing a glimpse of a beautiful woman in an ink-blue attire who bore some resemblance to herself.

Perhaps she was the one she had been looking for.