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Chapter 325: Chapter 321: Kiara Dunn, Welcome to Hell!

Translator: 549690339

The three chatted for a while, and then the wedding emcee went up to the stage to kick off the formal proceedings.

As Kenneth Bailes got up to leave, Richelie Dunn eagerly pulled Roy Lewis to find a great vantage point to face the stage and the big screen.

“Is there going to be some drama?”

Roy Lewis could guess what Richelle wanted to do, but he pretended to be very curious.

Richelle’s enthusiasm bubbled up, “Yes, there will be drama!”

But she didn’t explain further, and instead, focused her gaze on the stage.

After the emcee recited a sentimental and impassioned speech, he introduced the bride and groom to enter.

The familiar wedding march played as the beautiful bride, Kiara Dunn, clad in a white wedding dress, happily walked hand in hand with the groom, Marcus Zadra, up onto the stage.

At first, Richelle’s eyes were full of interest, but they gradually turned to an unfathomable depth.

Her gaze remained fixed on Kiara’s figure, her lips tightly pursed, her expression gradually turning cold and even fierce, contrasting sharply with the festive atmosphere around her.

It was as if she was attending a funeral, not a celebratory wedding ceremony.

The wedding proceeded smoothly until the emcee finished reading the wedding vows and asked, “Mr. Marcus Zadra, do you take Kiara Dunn to be your wife?” At this moment, the large screen on the main stage suddenly changed from romantic wedding photos to a scene of two naked bodies embracing in passion.

The lewd sounds instantly drowned out the emcee’s voice and echoed throughout the venue.

Richelle immediately covered Roy’s eyes with her hand.

“Roy Lewis, you are not allowed to look!”

Roy’s lips curled slightly, obediently covering his ears with his hands.

“Okay, I won’t listen or look!”

Feeling relieved, Richelle watched the unfolding drama on the stage with cold amusement.

It didn’t take long for the nearly thousand guests to realize that the woman in the video was the bride, Kiara Dunn, who was standing on the stage at that moment.

“Baby, you said you love me the most. Why did you meet Mr. Zadra yesterday?” The man in the video had his face blurred, but he still had energy to be jealous even after their passionate encounter.

“Baby, don’t worry about it. It was my elder’s idea, and I didn’t have a choice.”

The conversation between the couple was clear to the ears of every guest.

There was an uproar at the scene, and the emcee, utterly shocked, was unable to respond.

Terrified by the images on the screen, Kiara stood there trembling, her face pale as ashes. Marcus, angered beyond words, shot Kiara a few harsh glances before turning his head to watch the video.

Harris Dunn, who was seated at the main table, finally snapped out of his shock after ten seconds of the video playing. He ran towards the backstage area, yelling.

“Are you guys dead back there? Hurry up and turn off the power to the projector! Turn it off, turn it off, if it doesn’t work, smash it!”

The inappropriate images continued playing on the screen, but the scene had changed. The man in the video had transformed from fair-skinned to having a wheat-colored complexion, and his body shape had noticeably altered. However, the female lead remained as Kiara.

The vulgar language exchanged between the couple was off-putting, causing many guests’ faces to change.

Most male guests who were accompanied by female companions had their eyes and ears covered by their partners.

As Marcus watched and bit his lip, listening to the obscene language uttered by the couple on screen, he slowly turned around and kicked Kiara, who had been standing there like a wooden chicken.

Kiara screamed and fell to the ground awkwardly. Marcus took two steps forward and brutally stomped on her abdomen twice.

“You filthy whore! Go to hell!”

Kiara curled up and burst into tears. Jayden Dunn and Megan Linwood, Kiara’s parents, took this moment to recover from their shock and ran over to rescue their beloved daughter.

“Marcus Zadra, stop!”

The stage was in chaos.

Meanwhile, the x-rated video continued playing on screen as the scene switched to a third, darker-skinned man with a quirky accent that made him difficult to understand.

Even though the man’s speech was hard to follow, Kiara in the video appeared to be thoroughly enjoying herself. She even took the initiative to wrap her arms around the dark-skinned man’s neck, pressing her lips against his.

Although Richelle was a doctor and could watch these scenes with a relatively calm mindset, this was her first time watching adult movies with a crowd of around a thousand people. Her heart was not just overflowing but her mood was also exhilarating and uplifting.

On stage, Jayden and Megan angrily pushed Marcus away. Megan cried and bent down to help her daughter as Jayden, after pushing Marcus, raised his fist to hit him.

But Marcus, expressionless and pale, dodged the punch and threw a heavy blow onto Jayden’s nose.

Jayden’s nose burst into a spray of blood. He howled and lunged again towards Marcus. Marcus dodged the attack, causing Jayden to fall flat on his face on the stage. He kicked his legs a couple of times and was motionless.

Many guests knew Jayden had a history of myocardial infarction and rushed to the stage when they saw him lying still.

The once joyful wedding was now filled with screams and cries for help.

Richelle smirked, her eyes full of cold amusement.

Kiara Dunn, welcome to hell!

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