The wedding hall was filled with guests, crystal chandeliers reflecting warm light across the room. Deviana walked beside Arga, both dressed elegantly, her face still tense though she tried to smile.

“Are you sure everything is ready, Arga?” Deviana asked softly, her eyes scanning the guests who were starting to arrive.

“Everything is arranged. We just need to enjoy this moment,” Arga replied, holding Deviana’s hand to reassure her.

Meanwhile, behind the entrance, Leviana and Marceline monitored the crowd through tablets. They watched the guests’ faces, counting who could be used as pawns. Leviana smirked slyly. “It’s time to create a little surprise. Let’s start with the guest closest to...