The Luckiest Dumb Doctor - Chapter 271
Chapter 271: Chapter 271 The Show Begins_1
“You…”
Seeing Greg Jensen’s nonchalant expression, Vivian Shimpson shook with rage, wishing she could drag him into a dark room and demand a thorough explanation.
What on earth was he trying to do!
Just then, Greg Jensen suddenly smiled and pointed to the stage, “Look, here they come!”
Vivian Shimpson was startled and looked up to see Cindy Harrison and Ethan Locke slowly walking onto the stage under the host’s guidance.
Immediately after, warm applause filled the entire venue.
The host smiled and said, “First of all, thank you all for attending Mr. Ethan Locke and Miss Cindy Harrison’s wedding ceremony.”
Before the words ended, another round of applause erupted.
After the applause subsided, the host laid some groundwork and then invited Ethan Locke and Cindy Harrison to the center of the stage to introduce the story of how they met.
Watching the guests below, Cindy Harrison felt an immense sense of satisfaction.
After all her hard work and constant efforts to please Ethan Locke, wasn’t this day what she had been waiting for?
After today, she would be the young mistress of the Locke family, the future matriarch; a life of luxury was undoubtedly at her fingertips.
Cindy Harrison saw Greg Jensen in the corner; he was looking at her with a mocking gaze.
He must be jealous!
Who wouldn’t want a life of luxury?
Who wouldn’t want to skip twenty years of struggle?
A mere loser, it was right to leave him!
In Cindy Harrison’s view, Greg Jensen was green with envy.
Once she became the young mistress of the Locke family, she would use the Locke’s influence to take care of Greg Jensen for good, saving her the annoyance of him buzzing around like a fly and opposing her every day!
She glanced at Greg Jensen with contempt, turned her head away disdainfully, and once again offered an appropriate smile to the guests, in the manner of the young mistress of the Locke family.
The Locke family members were very pleased with Cindy Harrison’s performance, all nodding their approval, and even the old patriarch Jeffrey Locke was no exception.
“Ethan has chosen a fine woman, it’s just that it precludes an alliance with other families,” Joe Locke sighed.
Jeffrey Locke glanced at him and said indifferently, “Does our Locke family still need to form alliances with others?”
“Right, Father is correct,” Joe Locke hurriedly replied with a flattering smile: “Looking around Jamae, there really isn’t a family worth forming an alliance with for our Locke family.”
“Hmm.”
Jeffrey Locke hummed a response without looking back, his gaze still on the couple on stage, his face showing a satisfied smile.
A good wife must be virtuous; although Cindy Harrison came from poverty, at least she was confident and hadn’t embarrassed the Locke family.
Ethan Locke, seeing his grandfather’s approving look, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed his grandfather was very satisfied with his bride. Surely the family would have nothing more to say?
Thinking of the carefree joy he could indulge in later, he too sported a happy smile.
Alan Locke also smiled happily from below the stage. With Cindy Harrison married into the Locke family, their paths would be closer, making it more convenient to do as they pleased.
Feeling triumphant, he couldn’t help but cast a coquettish glance her way.
Cindy Harrison caught the glance but dared not respond in front of so many people, instead replying with an even brighter smile.
By this time, the host had finished his speech and, smiling at the audience, said, “And now, please enjoy the journey of trials and tribulations that the bride and groom have walked through together!”
As the voice fell, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and the large screen behind Cindy Harrison lit up.
What trials and tribulations could she and Ethan Locke have gone through?
They were never short of money or power; who would trouble them for no reason?
Thus, the content of the video was nothing more than affectionate scenes between her and Ethan Locke, many of which were staged.
Cindy Harrison had watched it several times in advance, and at this point, she couldn’t be bothered to look back.
But in the next second, she suddenly noticed that the expressions of the guests seemed a bit off, and from the large screen behind her, her own voice was heard.
“Darling, Ethan is about to come back, you mustn’t call him when he’s home, you hear?”
Right after, Alan Locke’s voice said, “Haha, my little treasure, stop talking about that, I’ve missed you so much, come and help me…”
“Hmm…”
The next second, suggestive sounds began to echo.
Cindy Harrison turned around and was instantly dumbfounded. On the big screen, a video of her affair with Alan Locke was playing.
She panicked and screamed, “Turn it off, turn it off quickly!”
“What the hell, is that… Alan Locke?”
“Alan Locke with Ethan Locke’s wife, the two of them…”
Wow!
The crowd burst into an uproar!
Cindy Harrison’s face turned from red to purple as she clutched Ethan Locke’s arm, urgently pleading, “Husband, tell someone to turn off the video quick.”
Smack!
Ethan Locke’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he delivered a slap that landed heavily on Cindy Harrison’s face, knocking her to the ground.
“Damn it, you slut, I’m going to ruin you today!”
“Husband, let me explain…”
Bang!
Ethan Locke kicked her in the stomach, cursing furiously, “Explain what? Dammit, why would you cheat with anyone other than my uncle!”
As he spoke, he grew angrier and began to punch and kick Cindy Harrison.
Blinded by the blows and in shock, Cindy Harrison could only beg instinctively.
“Is it really Alan Locke?”
“Look quick, they’re kissing…”
The guests’ expressions were priceless, and even though they knew better than to mess with the Locke family, they couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
“Alan Locke, you bastard!”
Joe Locke’s face turned green as he lunged at Alan Locke, landing a punch on his eye socket.
“Big brother, let’s talk, no need to get violent.”
“Let me go, I have to beat the hell out of him today! The bastard dares to touch my daughter-in-law…”
Seeing Joe Locke and Alan Locke come to blows, the Locke family hurried to break up the fight.
Other guests either enjoyed the chaos or joined in to separate the fighters, and the scene quickly descended into mayhem.
In a corner, everyone except for Greg Jensen and Theo Carter was stunned.
Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley were fine; though they didn’t know the details of Greg Jensen’s plan, they knew he intended to cause trouble at the wedding.
Vivian Shimpson, however, was far from calm.
She stared at the big screen in disbelief, then at Alan Locke being chased and beaten, before stiffly turning to Greg Jensen.
“Is this… your idea of revenge?”
“Hehe…”
Greg Jensen chuckled, took a sip of his drink, and turned to Theo Carter saying, “Not bad, quite a show.”
“All thanks to Mr. Jensen’s wise guidance.”
Theo Carter showed a sycophantic smile, “I believe Miss Harrison must be very satisfied with this wedding gift.”
“Hmm, consider it a little interest reclaimed,” Greg Jensen said indifferently.
Vivian Shimpson, watching the two of them, felt waves of disgust and snorted, “How noble! It was just luck, and you really think it was your skill that got your revenge?”
In her eyes, Greg Jensen had stumbled upon the video by chance, or perhaps someone had intentionally given it to him to be the scapegoat in exacting revenge on the Locke family.
And Greg Jensen himself was still just a small business owner, nothing remarkable.
Greg Jensen ignored Vivian Shimpson’s attitude but that only made her look down on him more.
She said with disdain, “So full of yourself, aren’t you? As if you were the one who got the video.”
