Chapter 80

"Have you still not been able to reach Wren? The guests have arrived." Shirley walked up, her voice tinged with urgency. Carlisle had called countless times, but yet again, there was no answer. His expression darkened as he slammed his phone onto the table with a loud bang. "That ungrateful kid! Is he trying to drive me to my grave?" Upon seeing his frustration boil over, Shirley's face turned grim. She had waited for this day for years. There was no way she was going to let things fall apart now. Shirley bit her lip and forced her expression into something softer. She plastered on a smile and swallowed her irritation, gently placing a hand on Carlisle's arm before guiding him to sit on the nearby sofa. "Calm down, Carlisle. Don't let this ruin your health," she said in a soothing tone, handing him a glass of warm water. Carlisle snatched the glass but slammed it onto the table instead of drinking from it. "How can I calm down?" he growled. "Today's the day of his