"What the hell is this?! How could everything slip away so quickly when I invested all that time and money into this?!"
Bastion Cuach had just woken up on the day before Avery's and Jasmine's wedding.
Since the ceremony had been publicly announced, he knew that he had to do everything in his power to stop it.
Fortunately, his mother had decided to retire and leave the position of head of the family to him, and he had easily won the senatorial race in his district thanks to her support.
That gave him far greater influence and capital than he had only just a few months before, and he planned on using all possible means at his disposal to prevent the woman he loved from marrying someone else. Especially some uncouth mercenary that clearly only wanted to use Jasmine for his own ambitions.
Bastion had obviously looked into Avery's records, and they hardly made any sense.
