Chapter 383

The wedding was finally over. William Turner still had a ton of guests to entertain and see off. Being the thoughtful husband he was, he asked Isabella to take his bride up to the honeymoon suite on the 68th floor to get some rest first. Chloe Grace’s feet were killing her. Honestly, she couldn’t wait to get out of there. She threw a fake smile William’s way. He stepped over, gave her waist a gentle squeeze, and whispered, "Don’t you dare fall asleep before I’m back." She let out a soft snort. That did something to him. Under his breath, he said, "Just wait. You’re so done later." Off to the side, Isabella nearly covered her ears. Seriously? Was she supposed to hear that? Chloe kept her head down and gently tugged Isabella along. William stayed behind, still in full-on host mode, smooth and composed as ever. Sebastian Richards, chatting with Elaria Grace, looked quite pleased with his new son-in-law. Their talk drifted, bringing up memories of someone long gone—a boy who’d once been a