The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler didn’t seem surprised. Instead, he seemed pleased. He then left the room.

Meanwhile, Olivia endured the makeup session, which lasted as long as she anticipated.

After more than an hour, the makeup was finally completed. She inspected her reflection in the

mirror.

The make–up artist reminded her, “Your dress is quite long. Please be careful when you walk.”

Olivia acknowledged the advice with a nod and rose cautiously from her seat.

When she went downstairs, she found Tyler patiently waiting on the couch.

“She’s ready, sir,” the maid informed him.

Tyler looked up at Olivia. Today, she wore a pale pink satin dress adorned with a pearl headpiece. Her complexion glimmered like diamonds.

Though she stood there awkwardly, Tyler’s expression remained unreadable as he stared at her. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let’s go then,” he said, closing the magazine in his hand and rising from the couch.

Only when she saw him stand did Olivia approach. Tyler paused when she reached him and extended his hand toward her.

At first, Olivia didn’t know what he was trying to do, so she stood there blankly.

Tyler clarified, “Give me your hand.”

Unfamiliar with the formalities, Olivia slowly placed her hand on his arm.

Beside Tyler, Olivia appeared youthful. Indeed, she was young, accentuating Tyler’s mature

demeanor.

Before leaving the lobby, Tyler whispered to her, “Stay close to me today.”

Nervous, Olivia murmured her assent.

Just as they were about to leave, the makeup artist interjected, “Wait, you forgot something.”

She took out the wedding ring, which she retrieved from the safe earlier. She slipped it onto Olivia’s finger.

The diamond was excessively large, making Olivia view it as a hassle; she had never worn it.

Tyler caught a glimpse of it when the makeup artist placed it on Olivia’s finger. “Let’s go,” he said, turning away and leading the way.

Olivia followed obediently as they made their way to the car.

Upon arrival at the Harris residence, they were greeted by a throng of guests. Olivia couldn’t describe

how grand it was. She thought the previous banquet was lavish enough; never had she imagined this one to be on a whole new level.

The garden boasted a towering champagne fountain, while the entrance was lined with parked cars. White decorations adorned the door, and a floral fountain graced the front of the living room. Melodic

piano tunes resonated throughout the place.

The expansive house spanned close to 1,000 square feet and was filled with elegantly attired guests clutching wine glasses, all prominent figures in society.

As Olivia stepped out of the car with Tyler, she couldn’t help but wonder, ‘If the banquet is already so grand, what will the wedding look like?‘

Her mind was in turmoil, struggling to make sense of the spectacle before her.

A guest eager to engage in small talk approached them. Tyler remained composed, unfazed by the social niceties.