Michael chuckled warmly, the corners of his eyes crinkling with a touch of genuine amusement. "Yeah, I guess we're both a little impatient. I can't believe I'm finally going to get married to you," he replied with a hint of nervous excitement. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson shared a smile at the exchange, their expressions reflecting a mix of joy and anticipation for the couple's upcoming union.Mr. Thompson's eyes welled up with tears of joy and nostalgia as he fondly recalled the moment from over 30 years ago. It was a simple request, asking his daughter to hold his hand as they walked down the aisle together. The memory of that tender moment filled his heart with overwhelming happiness as he realized how quickly time had passed. Today, as he watched his first daughter prepare for her own journey down the aisle, the significance of that cherished memory became even more profound. The love and pride he felt for his daughter on her wedding day knew no bounds, a culmination of years of love and

"How long have you been thinking about this?" Mrs. Thompson asked, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism.Charlie chuckled softly. "I just thought about it a few days ago, and we've decided on it. Isn't it, Alice?" He turned to Alice, who was looking perplexed.Alice smiled and nodded her head, pretending to know about it. "Yes, we talked about it, and he said he was going to talk to you about it," she lied, trying to support Charlie.Miss Victoria's eyes lit up with excitement. "That will be super interesting!" she exclaimed.But Mr. and Mrs. Thompson shot Charlie a glare, their faces disapproving. "Charlie, what are you saying, this is too prompt?" Mr. Thompson asked, his voice firm.Charlie's grin faltered for a moment before he recovered. "It's all good, Dad. I've got this," he said, his confidence unwavering.The tension in the room was palpable, but Charlie seemed oblivious to it, his excitement about his new plan evident on his face."How did you expect us to get this done

Alice's face turned red with anger, her eyes blazing with fury. "You shouldn't have allowed them, I don't want to see them!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the room. Charlie approached her calmly, his hands held out in a soothing gesture."Remember what the doctor said about you stressing yourself, Alice. You don't want anything to happen to our baby, right?" he asked, his voice gentle but firm. "So just calm down, take a deep breath, and hear them out. It can't hurt to listen, and who knows, maybe they have something important to say."Alice's expression didn't change, her anger and frustration still simmering just below the surface. But Charlie's words seemed to penetrate her defenses, and she took a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly."Fine," she said, her voice still firm but slightly softer. "But if they start bothering me, I'm out of here."Charlie nodded, his eyes locked onto hers, his face filled with understanding and support. "I'll be right here beside you,

Alice was taken aback by the sudden announcement, her eyes widening in surprise as she wondered why her father was rushing into this decision. "When did you decide this?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of skepticism, her brow furrowed in concern.Mr. Henry's face lit up with a warm smile, his eyes shining with a gentle light. "I made up my mind even before I knew about you," he said, his voice filled with a sense of conviction, his words spoken with a quiet confidence.Alice's gaze narrowed slightly, her mind racing with questions. "But why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes searching her father's face for answers.Mr. Henry's expression turned wistful, his eyes clouding over with a hint of sadness. "I thought it was the right thing to do," he said, his voice filled with a deep longing. "We can all start fresh and be happy together. My wife passed away a long time ago, and I've been alone for almost ten years now." His voice cracked slightly, his eyes well

"I can't believe you would be so reckless, Mr. Thompson," Charlie continued, his voice stern. "You know the president's reputation, and now you've put me in a difficult position. How am I supposed to fix this?"Mr. Thompson looked down, his face red with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Charlie. I really didn't think it would go this far. I'll do anything to help fix it."The room fell silent, the weight of the situation sinking in. Charlie's eyes narrowed, determination etched on his face. "Let the president think whatever he thinks. I am not going to get married to her daughter," Charlie said firmly, his voice laced with determination."I know, Charlie, just calm down. That's why I asked you to come. So we can go to the president together. Maybe you might be able to convince him," Mr. Thompson suggested, his tone soothing.Charlie scoffed, his expression incredulous. "Convince him? You think I can just walk into the president's office and convince him to change his mind? He's not exactly