Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 130 55 vouchers "Klein, was it really worth embarrassing your brother for her?" James let out a silent sigh. The last thing he wanted was to see his two sons fighting. "Why wouldn't it be worth it?" Klein shot back. "Dad, Mom, and Mrs. Moore set up this engagement. I never had any objections. If Carter had truly cherished her, I would've kept my distance and never come back," Klein said. "But he doesn't know what love is, or what it means to cherish someone. He realized his feelings only after losing her. Isn't it a little too late for regrets now?" Klein added.

"As the elder, I always believed in giving the first one a chance. But if the first can't measure up, don't blame me for stepping in," Klein said. James blinked in shock. "When did this all start?" Klein's eyes narrowed, his whole vibe casual and a little defiant, but those sharp eyes were dead serious. "Way before you ever realized." James froze, then cursed to himself, 'Just what kind of monster did I end up raising?' ***** When Klein stepped out of James's study, he glanced around but didn't see Whitney anywhere. Finally, he spotted the two girls whispering together in the garden.

"Babe, it's getting late. Time to go home," Klein called out. Lena glanced at Klein and caught the quick frown on his face. She shot up from her seat. "Oh, Whit, hurry up and go home with Uncle Klein. "Haha, guess it's my fault for keeping you here chatting. Uncle Klein, I won't see you guys off," Lena said. Klein leisurely curled his lips into a smile, clearly in a great mood. "No rush. Take your time going upstairs." Lena was speechless. 'Is he for real, or just messing with me?' Lena thought to herself.

She was worried that if she actually slowed down, Klein would hit her with that death glare again. Whitney watched Lena vanish in a flash, then gave Klein a slightly sulky look. "Why'd you have to freak Lena out like that?" "We haven't hung out in forever," Whitney mumbled. Klein strolled over and took her warm, soft hand. "Got it. I'll send her a little treat later to make up for it. Let's head home, yeah?" His voice was low and smooth, with a hint of laughter, making Whitney's ears burn red. If he kept this up, she couldn't help but think he'd been planning this from the very beginning.

Muttering to herself as she headed upstairs, Lena got the notification of the transfer. She accepted it in a heartbeat, grinning from ear to ear. Lena: [Thanks, Mr. Moneybags!] "Haha, payday!" she hummed a little tune, feeling on top of the world, and ran right into James, who was just leaving his study to head to bed. "Lena, what's got you grinning like that?" James asked. "Grandpa, Uncle Klein and Whit's love story just hit me right in the feels. I'm so moved I could cry! Grandpa, I'm gonna go to my room and have a good cry. I'll be fine," Lena said, laying it on thick.

James was left speechless. 'With acting chops like hers, she should be winning an Oscar!' he thought. He started wondering if his granddaughter was getting a bit old to still be single. She didn't even like that Reed kid. 'Honestly, who do girls her age even have a crush on these days?' he mused. ***** Ivan was discharged after just three days in the hospital. Meanwhile, the show kept rolling. Whitney noticed that Justin looked way more lively than before, and she felt a weight off her shoulders. At least Klein's risk had actually paid off.

The only thing that really changed during filming was Emily ghosting the show. After dropping a not-really-an-apology, her X account got banned. Everything was chill until Whitney's phone lit up with a call from her dad, Samuel. "Whit, why don't you have Klein drop by the house before the big day?" Samuel said. Samuel was getting restless. He'd painfully parted with 35% of the company shares as Whitney's dowry, and yet he hadn't even met Klein. If he couldn't even get face time with Klein, how was he supposed to ask for help? Otherwise, wasn't he just giving his daughter away for nothing?

Whitney rolled her eyes internally and shot back without hesitation, "Dad, I'm seriously swamped right now. There's so much wedding stuff to deal with, and you're not really helping. Everything's on me. "Unless you want us to totally embarrass ourselves on the big day?" she added. Samuel was frustrated, but he knew better than to push his eldest daughter. "Yeah, yeah, go handle your business. After the wedding, when you come back for your first visit, I'll finally get a chance to catch up with Klein," he said, sounding a bit resigned. Whitney scoffed.

'Go back home?' she thought, rolling her eyes. There was no real family left for her to return to anyway. ***** Laura had been quietly enduring things lately. Ever since she got back from the office, she barely left the house, spending most of her days at home. Even when the rich wives' group kept tagging her and throwing shade, she just ignored them. One day, Samuel came home totally wasted. Laura, ever the doting wife, made him some hangover soup.

"Samuel, Whitney's wedding is coming up in a few days, you should really cut back on the drinking." Every time Samuel thought about it, he got pissed off. Whitney didn't even ask him about the guest list. Even the Harris family's butler had to come ask him about it earlier. 'Seriously, am I supposed to be running all over town handing out invites just days before the wedding?' Samuel couldn't help but complain to himself. He yanked off his tie, clearly annoyed. "I've got it handled. If I don't schmooze, what are we supposed to do?

Just starve?" Laura stayed quiet, just gently massaging his temples. "Take it easy. Tina's been so good lately, spending every day at home learning proper manners. Now that her big sister's getting married, maybe it's time we start thinking about setting Tina up too." "Let's just wait. A few days won't make a difference. We can talk about it after the wedding. It won't be too late," Samuel muttered, not really interested. Samuel just wasn't feeling it. To Samuel, his second daughter could never measure up to Whitney, the one he had with his first wife. Sometimes he even regretted it.

Whitney's mom was still the better choice. Laura just didn't have the same sense of perspective as his ex. Laura's eyes dimmed, but she kept enduring in silence. But honestly, her patience was almost at its limit. Whitney asked Joanne to be her bridesmaid, and when Lena found out, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous. "Whit, why didn't you pick me?" Lena whined. Whitney couldn't help but laugh. "Please, you belong to Klein's side!" Lena wouldn't let up, clinging to Whitney. "No way, Whit, I have to be one of your bridesmaids! I'm your real family, and Samuel's biased.

Someone has to be on your side! Besides, you've got those two troublemakers over there." Whitney felt a wave of warmth wash over her. "Alright, as long as your grandpa doesn't mind," Whitney replied with a grin. As for those two troublemakers... "Don't worry, Lena. Tina and Laura won't be anywhere near my wedding," Whitney said, her tone firm. Lena nodded hard. "Exactly! They don't deserve to be there. If they showed up, you know they'd just cause chaos. Honestly, Laura and Tina are the worst.

I've never met anyone nastier!" "Oh, and Whit, who did Uncle Klein pick for his groomsmen?" Lena asked, her curiosity piqued. 田 AD Comment Send gift No Ads Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.