Chapter 3My Fiancé Left Me Alone When His First Love Slit Her Wrists

Gideon's assistant, Tommy, was incredibly efficient.

Not only did he accept his boss's sudden engagement without batting an eye, but he also stepped in as the master of ceremonies. With a professional coordinator taking the reins, the engagement party proceeded without a hitch.

Since Tess had already warned my parents, they managed to look composed when they joined us on stage.

As for George's family, they had quietly slipped out of the venue earlier. I later found out that the moment George received Ann's call, he had already instructed his parents to leave. He knew he was in the wrong and wanted to avoid a scene, choosing the most cowardly exit possible.

The moment the microphones were turned off, my father rushed over to us.

"Gideon, my friend, what is the meaning of this?"

My mother quickly pinched his arm, whispering, "Stop calling him your friend, dear. The family hierarchy is completely ruined now."

"But this is so sudden," my father stammered.

Faced with my father's confusion, Gideon wrapped a protective arm around my shoulder and began weaving a beautiful, entirely fabricated story.

He spoke of a deep, secret love we had shared for years, a silent devotion we had kept hidden until the very last moment when we realized we couldn't live without each other.

He spoke with such sincerity that I almost believed him myself.

As a prominent figure in the city's business community, handling a minor crisis like this was child's play for him. Soon, he had the entire room charmed. The few skeptical guests were quickly placated by my father's finest wine.

The party ended in absolute success.

Back in the dressing room, Tess finally let out a massive sigh of relief.

"George is a bastard, but he did one good thing today by running away," she said, helping me unzip my dress. "You traded a piece of gravel for a mountain of gold."

I couldn't help but laugh at her dramatics.