Lily's face instantly darkened, looking at Nancy as if she were her enemy, gritting her teeth and saying, "Nancy, no matter what, I’ve been your mother for over twenty years. Even if you don’t like me, I did raise you for so many years..."

Nancy interrupted her unceremoniously, "It was Dad who raised me all along, what does it have to do with you!?"

"You..."

Lily was so furious that her teeth chattered, and she wished she could grab the nearby wine bottle and smash it over Nancy's head!

Andrew’s hand wrapped around Lily's waist at the right moment. Lily’s back stiffened, and she swallowed her anger, but she still couldn’t help glaring at Nancy.

Nancy sneered, turning her head to look at Micheal sitting next to Henry, "Young Master Micheal, didn’t you have something to ask Mrs. Lesser? Now that she’s here, aren’t you going to seize the opportunity?"

When Lily heard the words "Young Master Micheal," her face instantly turned pale!

When she walked over with Andrew, her attention was caught by Nancy, but now seeing Micheal standing up unhurriedly, she trembled with fear.

...Micheal?

What was he doing here!?

Oh my god...

At that moment, if Andrew hadn't been holding her waist, she would have turned around and fled in terror!

Micheal stood up, looking playfully at the suddenly pale Lily, raising his wine glass like a gentleman, "Mrs. Lesser, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Henry and Nancy’s eyes twitched hard, both looking at Micheal with disdain.

He really had thick skin. It was he who pestered them to bring him along, and now he was calling it a coincidence?

Haha... was this "coincidence" not a bit too much?

Seeing Micheal was like a mouse seeing a cat, Lily instinctively hid behind Andrew. Andrew tightened his grip around her waist, preventing her from embarrassing herself in front of everyone.

She knew that Andrew wouldn't let her escape and reveal any flaws at this critical moment, so she forced a smile, "Young Master Micheal, it is quite a coincidence. Thank you for attending my wedding, let me toast to you."

As she spoke, she picked up a glass of wine, ready to drink it all in one go, but Micheal’s indifferent voice stopped her.

"Mrs. Lesser, there’s something I’ve always been curious about. How did your twin sister, Rose Dench, die?"

Hearing the words "twin sister," Nancy’s eyes widened, and she stared intently at Lily.

This was something she had always wanted to know. She didn’t even know until now that her biological mother’s name was Rose Dench!

Lily’s face turned ashen. She never imagined that Micheal would ask about her sister’s death at her wedding.

She bit her lip hard, anger replacing her fear. With Andrew by her side, she felt more confident.

"Young Master Micheal, I appreciate you attending my wedding today, but asking such an inauspicious question on my happy day, isn’t that too much!?"

Micheal frowned slightly, then laughed innocently, "Too much? Mrs. Lesser, you’ve had quite a few happy days in your life, haven’t you? No one asked such inauspicious questions at your previous two weddings, but you didn’t grow old with your partners either. Maybe if you answer my question today, it might break the curse of marrying and divorcing. Who knows, you might end up growing old together with the eldest son of the Lesser family, and you’d thank me for it!"