
However, considering Charlie's relationship with Eva and Quentin, as well as the fact that she was connected to Andrew through Vivian, Nancy knew she could never truly become a member of the Lesser family.
And then, there was Lily Dench. Would Lily even agree to this?
Seeing the complex look in her eyes, Andrew pressed his lips tightly together. "Nan, just tell me if you're willing or not. Don't worry about anything else!"
Nancy found it difficult to speak.
She had no family of her own, which was already a disadvantage in high society. If Andrew could walk her down the aisle, it would give her much-needed respect, even if the Lesser family didn’t support her in the future.
But… she had too many concerns. After all, Andrew was no longer the Noah Swinton he used to be.
"Nan..."
Andrew turned to face Nancy, tightly grasping both her hands.
"Even though I’ve forgotten the past, in my heart now, you are my daughter. I want to do something for you, Nan. Don’t overthink it. Let Dad walk you down the aisle, okay?"
Nancy looked into his eyes. His gaze was sincere, and his expression was serious, reminding her of the Noah she once knew.
Noah had truly raised her like a precious daughter.
No matter what Noah had done to Rose in the past, Nancy couldn’t forget the love and care he’d given her over the past two decades.
"Okay."
Her eyes welled up with warmth, and she nodded vigorously. "Dad, I’d like that."
"Good!"
Andrew happily pulled her into a hug. "Tomorrow, I’ll walk you down the aisle myself. I’ll personally hand you over to Charlie!"
After the banquet ended, Andrew left, in high spirits after having a few drinks.
The next day, the wedding was set to officially begin at noon.
From 10 a.m., guests started arriving at the Firth Family estate one after another.
Each guest was a well-known figure in Liverton, arriving with their wives and daughters to attend this grand and luxurious wedding.
On the lawn where the guests were entertained, a group of socialites gathered, casting envious glances at the lavish surroundings.
"Didn’t Nancy and Charlie already get married? Why are they having another wedding?"
"I heard it’s because the Firth Family recently moved to Liverton, and they want to use this wedding as an opportunity to build connections with the elite here."
"So, you’re saying this wedding is just for show?"
"Exactly! Who holds two weddings unless they're crazy?"
"But I heard that at their last wedding, even though it was Nancy standing there, the bride’s name was listed as Vivian Mirren."
"Hahaha… you’re right! We almost forgot about that. Let’s see—did Vivian show up today? I’m dying to see her face right now!"
Vivian had indeed arrived, and she was currently causing a scene with Andrew.
"Dad! Why are you walking Nancy down the aisle? What right does she have to receive such an honor from the Lesser family?"
Taylor was equally furious. "Exactly! Uncle, you’re the future head of the Lesser family. What does it mean for you to walk Nancy down the aisle?"
Andrew adjusted his clothes while responding in a low voice, "Nan was raised by me. She’s like my own daughter. Why shouldn’t I walk her down the aisle?"
Vivian Lesser pointed angrily at a nearby car. "Fine, you can walk her, but why are you giving her a dowry? When I got married, you didn’t prepare nearly as much for me!"


