Ryan Walyon stood not far away, watching the scene coldly from start to finish, without much expression on his face, not even a trace of anger over Gina Sutton's affairs.
He remained as aloof as when he arrived at the wedding venue, his face indifferent, as if nothing could stir his emotions.
This wedding, to him, was not as if he were the main character, but rather an outsider unaffected by the events.
The Old Master's face had already turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
A family like the Walyons values face above all else.
Now, Gina Sutton, in front of so many people, had thoroughly disgraced the Walyons!
"Today's wedding is canceled! From this day forth, the Walyons have nothing to do with Ms. Sutton and her family!" He seemed intensely angry, his chest heaving, his hand reaching for the servant's beside him, grasping for a medicine bottle in the servant's spare bag, swallowing several pills to somewhat stabilize his mood before leaving the hotel with a dark expression.
