My Groom Made Me Ride a Scooter to Our Wedding, So I Married a Mafia Don Chapter 06

Ethan’s face turned pale. He shoved Maddox’s men aside and grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot. “Sophia! What the hell is wrong with you?! Today is our wedding! What are you trying to do, hiring

these actors?!”

Cynthia stepped forward, glaring at me with contempt. “Sophia, if you’re gonna pay off actors, at least get some good ones! Impersonating the Preston family is a death wish! You really think a

cheap stunt like this is gonna take us down?”

She pulled a stack of cash from her bag and threw it at Maddox’s men. “How much do you extras get paid a day? I’ll double it! Get lost!”

One of the lieutenants caught the cash. Slowly, he pulled out a gold lighter and set the bills on fire right there, letting the ashes drift onto Cynthia’s designer shoes.

Cynthia screamed. “You… you lunatics! You thugs!”

Maddox pulled me into his arms, his broad, warm palm settling on my waist. He looked at Ethan and Cynthia like they were ants. “The Kingsley family? On my territory, even the air you breathe is a privilege I grant.”

He raised a hand slightly. The dozens of elites around him opened their suit jackets, revealing

tactical holsters hidden inside.

The thick, murderous aura of men who had crawled out of mountains of corpses made every

socialite in the crowd go weak in the knees.

Cynthia’s friend held up a phone, his hands trembling. “Cynthia… look at the dark web alert…”

A breaking headline popped up simultaneously across global encrypted business and underground channels: [The Sovereign of the Preston Family: Don Maddox Preston and Princess Vance Spotted Together]

The photo attached was a close-up of Maddox riding a green Lime scooter. Identity verification:

Maddox Preston, Don of the Preston family.

Ethan staggered back and hit the hood of his sports car. “Impossible… Sophia, how could you possibly know Maddox Preston?! Why would he propose to you?!”

I raised my right hand. The black diamond ring on my ring finger caught the sunlight and refracted a cold, dazzling glare.

“Sorry, Ethan. I’m officially Mrs. Preston now. Your wedding is about to start, isn’t it? Perfect. The bride is ready. Cynthia went to so much trouble for this day. She even has her white dress on. You

two childhood sweethearts are so in love. A ‘low-class street girl’ like me could never reach that

high. I wish you an early baby and a hundred years of misery together in hell.”

Ethan lunged desperately for my hand. “Sophia, don’t talk nonsense! Cynthia and I aren’t what you think! We’re just good friends!”

I burst out laughing. “Just good friends? Good friends kiss until their lips are swollen in our car?

Your high-society circle is really open.”

Ethan shouted, his face red. “She just kissed me as a joke! You know the only person I love is you!

The one I want to marry has always been you!”

I pointed at my short wedding dress, then at Cynthia.

“She picked my dress. The wedding decorations were all to her taste. She was a permanent third

wheel on our dates. She snapped her fingers and you always dropped me. Ethan, is this what loving

me looks like?”

“If you had the guts to admit you love Cynthia, I’d at least respect you. Too bad you don’t even have the courage to be a real bastard.”

Ethan broke down and screamed, “What more do you want from me?! My parents have always

looked down on you for coming from the slums! I had to kneel and beg them just to barely accept you! How can you say I don’t love you?!”

I sneered. “Ethan, your parents weren’t wrong. We’re not from the same world. We never were.”

Ethan’s eyes lit up with desperate hope.

“I don’t care that your family is poor! I don’t mind that your parents are farmers in the countryside! After we get married, I’ll give them money so they don’t have to work so hard. How about that?”

Maddox lifted an eyebrow. He looked at me, smile playing at his lips.

“You told people your family are farmers? I wonder how Mr. Vance would feel if he knew he’d been

demoted to a tenant farmer.”

I sighed helplessly. “I never said that. He came up with that himself.”

Maddox’s lieutenants burst out laughing. One of them clapped Ethan on the shoulder, gripping

hard enough to nearly crush his bones,

“Let me reintroduce you, man. This is Sophia Vance. Mr. Vance’s only daughter. The sole heir of the Vance family,”

“And her husband, Maddox Preston, is the Don of the Preston family. In simple terms, if either of

them lifts a finger, the name ‘Kingsley’ will vanish from Newcliffe by tomorrow. Understand?”

Ethan stood frozen, his lips trembling. “Mr. Vance’s… daughter? Sophia… you?!”

His face contorted with anguish.

“If you’re the princess of the Vance empire, why didn’t you say so?! Why did you pretend to be an ordinary clerk to test me?! If you’d told us your identity, my parents would’ve worshipped the ground you walked on!”

I sneered. “They wouldn’t worship me. They’d only drool over the Vance family’s guns.”

Ethan completely broke down. “What’s the difference?! Why did you toy with me like this?!”

I stepped closer to him, my voice like a judgment from hell.

“Ethan, didn’t you say you loved me for who I was, no matter my status? Why are you changing your face faster than turning a page now?”

“Because you thought I was easy to bully. You thought I was an ordinary girl with no backing, so you could trample my dignity however you wanted! You abandoned me on our wedding day to pick up your little childhood sweetheart and made me ride a scooter to the venue!”

Ethan lunged for me. “I didn’t mean it! Cynthia put me up to it! I really love our wedding!”

The moment he reached out, Maddox flashed in front of him like a ghost and grabbed Ethan’s wrist,

twisting it back hard.

Crack.

Ethan screamed and dropped to his knees in the mud.

“I’m standing right here,” Maddox said, his voice freezing cold. “If you touch my wife with that filthy finger again, I’ll cut off your whole family’s hands.”

Cynthia’s face went pale with terror. She screamed and rushed to help Ethan. “Ethan! Are you okay? Sophia, don’t use these phony mobsters to scare people! The Vance Syndicate heir disappeared years ago! This is fraud!”

I looked down at Cynthia’s trembling face,

“Cynthia, you’re the Gray family’s dirty secret, aren’t you? While you studied overseas, you laundered money and slept with every old boss you could latch onto. Some man’s wife had you stripped naked and beaten until you landed in the hospital. Want me to dig up every receipt?”

“You think coming home and playing the pure ingenue for a few days will whitewash your dirty ledger? The dirt I have on you will be in your debtors’ hands by tomorrow.”

Cynthia went ashen. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground.

I took Maddox’s arm. “Let’s go. It’s time I went back where I belong.”

Maddox smiled coldly. At his command, the bulletproof convoy behind him unloaded the scooters and pushed them aside. Dozens of elites surrounded us as we got into the cars. We left Ethan in

ruins and Cynthia utterly broken in our wake.