chapter 32 invitation

Paulina blushed with embarrassment, and Horacio was rendered speechless, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl under. "I take Deborah in first!" Paulina came to her senses and quickly took Deborah's hand and walked towards the door. The innocent and lovely Deborah looked confused, "Ms. York, why are you blushing? I didn't lie just now. I really saw my parents last night..." "I believe in you!" Paulina quickly said, "Deborah, don't tell others about this in the future, do you understand?" "Why?" Deborah didn't know what was going on. "Because...because if other children know how hard your parents work, they will not dare to participate in the sports event." "Okay. You're right. I will definitely keep it a secret!" Horacio stood at the entrance of the kindergarten, feeling helpless. He was so embarrassed that he almost dug out an office building with his toes. On the way home, when Horacio was thinking about whether to tell Gemma about this, he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind, "Mr. Yoxall!" Horacio turned around and saw two people getting out of a luxury car. "What happened?" Horacio frowned slightly when he saw the two people. These two people were the two who treated him as a handyman at Golden Banner Bank last time and asked him to serve tea and water. "Mr. Yoxall, we are here to apologize." The middle-aged fat man wearing a jade ring said respectfully, "Mr. Yoxall, we were rude last time. We didn't know your identity. It's our fault. Please don't take it seriously, Mr. Yoxall." Another old man in a Tang suit said respectfully, "Mr. Yoxall, I heard from Ms. Larson that you are going to hold a wedding with your wife next Friday. Even though our voices may be small, we have been a part of Junclein City for many years. We are very familiar with this place." "I can't do anything else, but I can help you by running errands. If you need help, just let me know." After saying that, he quickly took out a stack of invitations and said, "This is a sample of the invitations we designed for your wedding. Please take a look at it, Mr. Yoxall." Horacio asked calmly, "Did I ask you to design my wedding invitation?" The two of them suddenly broke into a cold sweat. The old man in the Tang suit hurriedly said, "Mr. Yoxall, please calm down. We are very ashamed of what happened last time. Please give us a chance to make up for our mistakes." Horacio looked up and glanced at the two of them, then casually took the invitation and glanced at it. When he saw the content and design, Horacio's eyes lit up. The invitations were very exquisitely made. Although they were not inlaid with gold or silver, the patterns and layout were very clever, elegant, and simple yet exquisite. Moreover, there was a logo of just the right size in the lower left corner of the invitation. On the logo were the sketches of Deborah and Gemma, with a birthday cake and a ring designed underneath. This was in line with Horacio's wishes. Next Friday was not only his wedding with Gemma but also Deborah's birthday. This invitation flawlessly captured the essence of these two themes. The old man in the Tang suit and the fat middle-aged man saw that Horacio was silent and were so nervous that their backs were soaked with cold sweat. "Not bad. I'm very satisfied." Horacio spoke calmly. When the old man in the Tang suit and the fat middle-aged man heard this, they almost fainted with joy, just like the feeling of a gambler who bet all his wealth and finally won. "This is what the invitation will be. In addition, you can take care of other things at the wedding. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me at any time." After Horacio finished speaking, he took the invitation and turned to leave. The old man in the Tang suit and the middle-aged fat man stood there stunned for a long time, and then their faces lit up, and they were so excited that they wanted to yell a few times. These few sentences expressed two meanings. First, Horacio didn't care about what happened in Nelly's office last time. Another meaning was that this great god recognized them and indirectly gave them a chance to perform well. If they did this well and won the favor of this great god, then they would be able to succeed in the future. "Harvey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us. You should go out less to drink and spend more time on this matter!" the old man in the Tang suit warned. "Isn't this nonsense? What's the point of drinking now? Even if I don't sleep these days, I still have to think about a grand wedding that has never been seen before!" When Horacio returned home, Gemma had already prepared breakfast. Although it was simple, it made Horacio feel warm. He sent Deborah to kindergarten every day, and when he got home, he could still have breakfast prepared by Gemma. Was there anything in this world that was happier than this? "Honey, let me show you something." Horacio smiled and put a stack of invitations on the table. "You've even prepared the invitation." Gemma smiled happily, feeling that Horacio was particularly attentive. Picking up one and flipping through it, Gemma immediately exclaimed, "This invitation is so beautifully made. It also has my and Deborah's faces on it, but this kind of customized invitation should be expensive, right?" "As long as you like it. It's our first time getting married, so I want it to be perfect." Horacio smiled. Gemma then glared and said, "What do you mean? How many more times do you want to get married?" Horacio was stunned for a moment, and then realized he had made a mistake. He quickly smiled and apologized, "It doesn't matter if we get married once, twice, or a thousand times, or ten thousand times, as long as the bride is you every time." "Cut the crap! When did you become so glib?" The two were talking and laughing as they discussed the marriage. The atmosphere in the small house was particularly warm. "By the way, I've been back for so long, and you haven't told me anything about your parents yet." Horacio suddenly asked. Since it was such a big event as getting married, parents would inevitably be mentioned. Gemma's eyes immediately flashed with darkness, and she sighed softly. "My parents have been back to my mother's parents' home for a long time. It's better not to tell them about this for the time being." "Why?" Horacio asked doubtfully. Gemma smiled bitterly and replied, "After that incident five years ago, they have always been angry with me, and they also hate you very much. If they knew about this, they would not agree." "Why don't we get married first? When the time comes, they will have to accept it even if they don't accept it." When Horacio heard this, he was moved and felt extremely guilty. Gemma had suffered so many injustices over the years because of him. "Let's do this. You take the invitation and fill it out yourself. Call all your relatives and friends and let them witness our wedding together." Horacio said. Gemma nodded. "I don't have many friends in Junclein City, only Hilary, and besides..." Seeing Gemma's somewhat troubled look, Horacio smiled and said, "Do you want to invite your grandfather and the others to participate? It's okay. You can invite whoever you want. We'll send out the invitations in the afternoon after writing them." Gemma smiled and nodded. Although she and her grandfather's family were currently having a tense dispute, Gemma still cared about this family relationship. After all, it was a wedding, and she also wanted the blessings of her family. After picking up Deborah in the afternoon, the family of three went to Hilary's house first. Hilary's family was considered a second-rate family in Junclein City. They lived in a large villa with very good conditions. "Wow! You guys are getting married. I'm so happy!" Hilary was wearing a pair of denim pants and danced happily, then glared at Horacio and said, "You still have some conscience, but I'm warning you, if you dare to offend Gemma in the future, I will have to castrate you and send you to the palace to be a eunuch!" As she spoke, she made a scissor gesture towards Horacio.