This time, I didn't stop him, but asked softly, "Darrick, where are you going? The wedding is about to begin."
Without looking back, he hastily stripped off his tuxedo jacket and tossed it to the floor as he explained, "My friend's in trouble. She has no family here. I need to go check on her."
My expression remained calm as I pulled out my phone and opened the message.
“A friend? Is it Myra Shields?” I asked, sounding annoyed. “She just messaged me, betting that you'd leave today.”
“If she's a friend, just send the butler to check on her. You should stay.”
The moment the words left my mouth, the room erupted.
"Myra Shields is Mr. Calderon’s secretary, right? I've heard she wields power in the company rivaling President Darrick himself. If it weren't for her embezzling company funds, the Calderon Family wouldn't have nearly gone bankrupt."
"The Graham Family is the wealthiest in Bridgit's elite circles and Miss Graham offered three hundred million to salvage the situation—how could he be so ungrateful? What could an outside woman possibly offer that's better than Miss Graham?"