Chapter 1942

Felicity looked in the direction that Vermont's finger was pointing at. Erick and Olivia were sitting together. Next to Erick, there was a middle-aged man. And, on the right side of that man, there was a middle-aged woman that was dressed in a similar fashion as Olivia. The woman had an average physique and an ordinary appearance, but she exuded an excellent temperament. She looked exactly like someone with a high social status. Meanwhile, the man had a resemblance to the groom, but he looked very serious. His looks were akin to the corporate leaders and government officials in the photos displayed at Florence's home. He exuded an air of elegance and authority. When Erick talked to that man, he would unknowingly hunch his back as though he was a slave. Felicity was confused. "What's wrong with that table?" Vermont pinched her cheeks and softly said, "Babe, you're too innocent. Would you look at the way Ricky's father is looking at the bride?" Felicity was stunned, and she looked