While He Waited in Aspen, I Married His Rival Chapter 08

While He Waited in Aspen, I Married His Rival Chapter 08

While Chloe’s friends were still gushing over the “power couple” photos, Liam’s assistant quietly approached and handed him the guest check-in list.

“Mr. Henderson, aside from Miss Ava Monroe, all guests’ luggage has been delivered to their rooms.”

The words were a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the flicker of guilt in Liam’s heart and replacing it with a nameless anger.

“What time does her jet get in? It’s four o’clock. The ceremony starts at seven. Is she planning to make the investors and all our guests wait for her?”

The assistant shook his head awkwardly.

“Sir, we don’t have the authorization to check Miss Monroe’s private flight plan.”

Only then did Liam remember that my travel had always been handled by my family’s office. He had never been involved and had no right to inquire.

Three hours. If I was late, he would be a laughingstock in front of Aspen’s elite and all his most important partners.

The thought made him pull out his phone, ready to personally call the private jet company’s VIP line.

But his mother walked over and pressed a hand on his. She shot a displeased glance at Chloe, who was still laughing nearby.

“If she doesn’t come, all the better. You haven’t registered the marriage anyway,” she said, her voice low and full of disdain. “I’ve always said you and Chloe were the better match. It’s better to have her step in than to have no bride at all. Besides, Ava’s the one who’s late. Who could blame us?”