The Walsh residence in Aleshire, sprawling across 35 acres, was a testament to their wealth. The renovations alone had cost around two billion dors, and the total property value was estimated at 20 billion dors-a clear disy of their immense fortune. For a family like theirs, there was no need to book high-end hotels or luxury resorts for weddings. Their estate was more than sufficient to host the grandest of celebrations.


    Today marked the wedding of Michael, the youngest Walsh son, to Yvonne, N''s personal secretary. It was a perfect match given their social standings, and the steady stream of luxury cars arriving at the estate indicated the scale of the event. Soon, a Rolls-Royce Phantom pull


    and N stepped out, still wearing her signature


    veil. She was apanied by Alfie, who had donned a custom-tailored suit. The Walsh family''s major members personally greeted her, which just showed how extraordinary her


    status was.


    Once they reached a private spot in the front courtyard, N dismissed the Walsh family members. "Miss," Alfie immediately reported, "your suspicions were correct. Felix did visit Yvonne at her vist night."


    Amusement flickered in N''s eyes. "Interesting. So, he truly fell for Yvonne? But without power, his sense of justice is nothing but empty words. What was the point of seeing Yvonne? Would she dare defy me and call off the wedding?" Alfie shook his head. "No, Yvonne likely agreed to meet him just to stop his persistence. Everything she said showedplete loyalty to you."


    N nced back at the main entrance. "Felix might show up today, but in his current state, if he dares disrupt the wedding, the Walsh family will destroy him. I''ve already repaid my debt to the orphanage-he''s dreaming if he expects my help!" Alfie hesitated before adding, "ording to our intelligence, Felix was with Ryan and. Georgest night. Perhaps..."


    N immediately dismissed the idea. "So what? Ryan and George aren''t fools. They won''t oppose the Walsh family for Felix''s sake. Their families would turn against them if they did. something reckless."


    Just then, Ryan and Felix appeared in their line of sight. "See? Felix isn''t even here. Let''s go inside. I need to discuss some details with Dominic."


    Dominic Walsh was the current head of the Walsh family, and hemanded immense respect in Dragonia. Few people could address him so casually by name, but N was among them despite their generational gap.


    As they started walking, a middle-aged man rushed toward them. "Dominic? Where''s he


    up to?" N wondered aloud.


    The Walsh family had a long-standing tradition-their patriarch never greeted guests at the door, regardless of status. Even N had not received such treatment.


    "Dominic, where are you off to in such a rush?" N called out, her curiosity piqued.


    "Ah, N! The Dragon Lord from Dragon Alliance has suddenly decided to attend Michael''s wedding. I must go greet them personally."


    N''s expression changed instantly. Ever since Dragon Alliance''s founder''s attendant appeared at Martial Alliance, their status had skyrocketed. However, the Dragon Lord attending Michael''s wedding seemed bizarre-the Walsh family simply did not have that kind of influence.


    "Let''s check it out," N said, unable to contain her curiosity. Truth be told, even she had not met this generation''s Dragon Lord, having only dealt with the vice leader before.