After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 120: Who Says She’s Unworthy of Master Lockwood?

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Who Says She’s Unworthy of Master Lockwood?

"What are you..."

But before Florence Young could finish her sentence, the bodyguards behind her lunged forward. In a flash, they subdued all three members of the second branch.

One of the bodyguards behind Fabian Lockwood even took off his sunglasses, walked up to Shane Lockwood, and bowed his head. "President Lockwood, the obstacles have been cleared."

Shane Lockwood’s expression was placid. "Good work."

Fabian Lockwood yelled, "Shane Lockwood, you did this on purpose! This is your scheme... Mmph... Mmph..."

A bodyguard behind him had gagged him, and soon, they were all dragged away.

The bodyguards who subdued them then withdrew.

Shane Lockwood stepped forward. "Thank you all for taking the time to attend my funeral. I’m honored to have not died, so please, just treat this as a normal party. I hope everyone eats, drinks, and has a good time tonight."

After speaking, Shane Lockwood handed the microphone to Erik Irvine and then began to mingle with the guests, with Eliza Sutton by his side.

In a short time, the mourning hall decorations were quickly taken down, and servants began weaving through the crowd with trays of red wine.

The once somber atmosphere instantly transformed, as if the Lockwood Family had been preparing for a banquet all along.

Master Lockwood was in high spirits. As he chatted with his old friends, he laughed heartily. "I am very pleased with this granddaughter-in-law, Eliza. Once we’re past this busy period, we’ll pick an auspicious date to hold their wedding. You all must come to celebrate with us then."

"Master Lockwood is actually going to hold a wedding for Eliza Sutton and Master Lockwood? It seems he truly accepts this bride who was brought in to ward off bad luck."

"Yes, who would have thought that Seabourne’s most eligible bachelor would end up in the hands of the Sutton Family’s eldest daughter."

Every single guest present felt a pang of bitterness, and the socialites within their circle were practically consumed by envy, jealousy, and hate.

Before, Shane Lockwood had been critically ill, living day to day with no guarantee of a tomorrow. Who among them, in the prime of their youth, would have been willing to bet their future on a dying man?

But things were different now.

Shane Lockwood was alive.

Although he was still unable to walk, his public appearance this time showed he was in much better spirits. His complexion was rosy—a far cry from someone on the brink of death.

This turn of events undoubtedly set countless minds scheming.

Brenda Preston was also here today.

Seeing Eliza Sutton become the object of so much envy, she nearly crushed the phone in her hand.

When she noticed the jealousy on Amelia Sutton’s face, she leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Miss Sutton, I truly envy you for having such a capable sister. I suppose if you just grovel before Eliza Sutton like a dog, you might be able to hold on to your engagement with the Hughes Family!"

"You!" Amelia Sutton whipped her head around, but she quickly calmed down. "Miss Preston, you have a grudge against Eliza Sutton. You’re only saying this to provoke me into going against her. Do you think I’m that stupid?"

"You’re right, I am trying to provoke you, but what I said is also the truth. Miss Sutton, I really look forward to seeing you groveling at Eliza Sutton’s feet. I’m sure it will be quite a sight."

With that, Brenda Preston sauntered away gracefully, red wine in hand.

Amelia Sutton nearly ground her teeth to dust, her face filled with hatred—hatred for Eliza Sutton.

’Why is Eliza Sutton like an unkillable cockroach? Why won’t she just stay buried in the mud?’

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Eliza Sutton maintained her smile. But when no one was looking, she frowned and said to Shane Lockwood, "Mr. Lockwood, why didn’t you discuss the wedding with me? It doesn’t seem appropriate for a couple who is about to get a divorce."

Shane Lockwood replied, "Back to ’Mr. Lockwood’ again?"

"Haven’t I always called you Mr. Lockwood?" Eliza Sutton smiled.

’Of course she knew Shane Lockwood was testing her, but it would be utterly preposterous for him to think such a petty trick could fool her.’

"Oh? I seem to recall you calling me Mr. Lockwood while also shaving my leg hair."

’So Shane Lockwood really did suspect her.’

Eliza Sutton feigned a look of confusion. "Shaving leg hair? I never knew you had such a hobby, Mr. Lockwood. But right now, I’m talking about the wedding. And by the way, Mr. Lockwood, I agreed to play the part of a fake wife, but I cannot agree to a wedding."

"How is Eliza Sutton worthy of being Madam Lockwood with such fanfare!" Amelia Sutton’s voice suddenly rang out. "She’s just a woman who spent five years in prison!"

Amelia Sutton said this through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Eliza Sutton looked over and saw Amelia Sutton glaring daggers at her, as if she wanted to swallow her whole.

’Most of the time, Eliza Sutton thought of Amelia Sutton as a brainless dog barking nonsense, but right now, she had to give her a thumbs-up.’

’She had genuinely solved her problem.’

’She wasn’t afraid of being pointed at and called a criminal. After all, with her current status, her past as a convict could no longer affect her.’

’But by bringing this up now, she might be able to stop Master Lockwood from holding a wedding for her and Shane Lockwood.’

’In truth, Eliza Sutton knew Master Lockwood meant well.’

’Even though she and Shane Lockwood were already legally married, a wedding of the century was essential for her to truly gain a foothold in a prestigious family like this.’

’It was just that she, Eliza Sutton, might not care about many things, but deep down, she still held on to one romantic wish.’

’She wanted to wear a wedding dress and marry the man she loved.’

’Even though she had never actually thought about getting married and didn’t have a beloved man to marry.’

The moment Amelia Sutton’s words fell, the entire room went silent. Master Lockwood’s brows furrowed deeply as he looked at her. "Whose child are you?"

Amelia Sutton stepped forward and bowed to Master Lockwood. "Mr. Lockwood, hello. My surname is Sutton. I’m Amelia Sutton, and Eliza Sutton is my older sister. I know what I just said was inappropriate, but I was only thinking of the Lockwood Family’s well-being, and Master Lockwood’s."

Master Lockwood wasn’t buying it. "You’re Eliza’s younger sister, yet you backstab her in public. The Sutton Family certainly has fine upbringing. Also, no matter how bad things get for my grandson, Shane Lockwood, he doesn’t need a little girl like you looking out for his well-being."

Amelia Sutton said hurriedly, "Mr. Lockwood, I know my words were out of line, but a wise man like you must surely understand my intentions are good. Master Lockwood is the future of the Lockwood Family. He is as brilliant as the radiant moon, while my sister’s status is truly too low... Can you really bear to let my sister tarnish Master Lockwood?"

Amelia Sutton’s speech won the approval of countless people.

"That’s right, Mr. Lockwood, you must reconsider. The eldest Miss Sutton’s background is indeed rather poor. She is truly unworthy of Master Lockwood."

"If you want to thank this girl from the Sutton family, just give her more benefits. There’s no need to gamble with Master Lockwood’s lifelong happiness."

"Although the Sutton Family still bears the title of a prominent family, they have fallen into such decline. Her status is really not a match."

"It’s best for marriages to be between social equals."

Seeing so many people supporting her, Amelia Sutton instantly became smug.

She wanted to see just how arrogant Eliza Sutton could be after being swept out the door.

Just then, a voice cut through the air—

"Eliza is my sister, and she is also the treasured daughter of my Willow Family. How is the eldest daughter of the Willow Family not worthy of Master Lockwood?"