Twenty three

"But isn't your daughter, Mr. Dylan's wife?"

"What?" Madame Sharon blurted out.

George Mallory decided to chime in. "If I remember correctly, your daughter is married to Mr. Dylan…"

Madame Sharon pointed to Dylan who stood in a corner. "You mean that trash?! He's not worthy to be Hermione's husband! They're getting divorced tomorrow!"

Lord Owens looked at where Madame Sharon was pointing at and that was when he realized Dylan was just standing in a corner pitifully mocked. It was new to him.

He just found out that his aunt died and he's now seeing this?

The whole crowd laughed at the statement.

"Dylan is a piece of shit, Lord Owens. Even his grandfather disowned him. Witnessing his wife being married and couldn't do anything about it, you see how shameless that is?!" She said, laughing.

Dylan could only listen and looked at the happy face of Hermione. She's taking too much time to say yes. Probably because of Lord Owen's arrival.

Lord Owens lowered his gaze since the words helped him
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