Chapter 582

Declan looked at Stella, his gaze gentle. "Alright." Stella curled her lips into a smile, and the two of them drank the wedding toast. The crowd started whistling. "Off to the wedding suite! Off to the wedding suite! Off to the wedding suite!" Watching this scene, Hailey felt like needles were stabbing her heart. The pain was unbearable. He was going to marry Stella. He was going to marry another woman. Why was he doing this to her? Just then, a scion called out, "Waiter! Bring more liquor! We're out over here." "Got it!" A waiter came running over with a bottle of liquor. Haily stopped him. "Give me the bottle. I'll bring it over." The waiter was stunned. "What do you mean?" Hailey pulled a thick stack of cash from her pocket and stuffed it into his. "This is what I mean." The waiter immediately understood. Grinning from ear to ear, he handed the bottle over. "Got it. Your call." Hailey took the bottle, put on a mask, and walked toward the VIP lounge. The scion gestured.