Female Novel
Chapter 892
The faces of the parents instantly darkened, as if they wanted to murder someone at Logan's words.
Initially, their aim had been to climb the social ladder by pursuing Logan and had sent out feelersthrough a matchmaker. Naturally, they had glorified their own girls. When the Fosters declined, thematter was dropped.
If Logan were to reveal the true reason for refusal now, how would their daughters get married in thefuture?
"Mr. Foster, we're sorry."
"Mr. Foster, we won't dare anymore!"
Logan raised an eyebrow coldly. "Firstly, I am Logan Foster, not just some Mr. Foster.
"Secondly, the person you should apologize to isn't me.
"Thirdly, consider this a warning.
"If any of you dares to upset my fiancee again, I'll share your profiles with your prospective partnerseach time you go for matchmaking."
Hearing Logan's words, Esther couldn't help but give him a mental thumbs-up. Logan was impressive!
"Ms. Quill, I'm sorry."
"Ms. Quill, you and Logan are a perfect match. We wish you both happiness."
"Ms. Quill, you're magnanimous. Don't bother about us."
Logan turned to tell Esther, "Whether to forgive them or not is your choice."
Esther glanced at the clock on the lounge's wall, stood up gracefully, and took Logan's arm with asmile. "Today is a joyous day for us. Let's let this go!"
Logan's cold gaze swept the room. "Whatever you say."novelbin
It was time—Logan and Esther entered the engagement ceremony hall. Although labeled as anengagement party, the setup and ambiance resembled that of a wedding.
As soon as Esther appeared, she became the center of attention. She noticed two particular gazes andfollowed them, spotting Jasper seated on a chair and Bradley lurking in the shadows.
Bradley's eyes fixed on Esther, and for a moment, his memory seemed to transport him back to hiswedding with her.
Back then, Esther had walked to him resolutely with Billy's company. At that time, her smile had beenas sweet as honey, her eyes sparking like the galaxy.
Bradley's icy gaze followed Esther.
The emcee continued the engagement proceedings while a slideshow of Esther and Logan's photosfrom childhood to the present played on the large screen behind them.
Bradley stared at Esther's photos, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity.
Was she really not her?
No! She was her—she must be her.
Bradley glanced at the wallpaper on his phone—a picture of Esther. Then he looked at the Esther onstage. Could they be the same person?
Bradley sat nonchalantly next to Jasper and asked, "Jasper, do you think she's the Esther you love?"