Chapter 1178

Chapter 1178

"What do you plan to do?” Anne asked.

“I don't know, Anne... I am pregnant. Corentin blocked all my ways out,” Ashlynn said.

Stunned, Anne muttered, “You are pregnant...”

"He switched up my contraceptive pills and got me pregnant. Corentin Lloyd... disgusts me!”

Anne could sense the despair in Ashlynn’s voice and knew that Corentin’s engagement must feel

like nothing at all when Ashlynn was already so devastated. However, getting engaged with another

woman when Ashlynn was pregnant was simply a horrible thing to do.

“Don’t worry about me. We have to look at the bright side, right?” Ashlynn added.

On the day of the engagement party, Anne, Anthony and the triplets arrived at Athetin.

Every guest was surprised when they saw the king of Luton amongst the guest list.

The Hilton Family was more than pleased with the union.

They had reserved the entire building of the best hotel in Athetin. The helicopter landed on the top

floor. Once they headed down the floors and into the hall, there were men and women dressed in

the most extravagant manner; the hall was decorated with crystal and luxuries beyond imagination.

The two families exchanged greetings and headed over to Anthony when he arrived.

“Anthony. Anne.” Cory smiled at the two.

“Grandpa,” Anne greeted, and Anthony followed.

“Great-Grandpa!” The triplets greeted each other politely.

“Hello!” Cory looked at the triplets endearingly.

“Great-Uncle!” the triplets called out.

"Hey there,” Corentin responded with a smile.

“This is Meredith. This is Meredith's grandfather. That's her father, uncle, aunt and cousin...” Cory

proceeded to introduce.

Just as the two families continued to exchange pleasantries, the triplets stared at Meredith with

confusion.

“Why are they saying that this is our Great-Aunt? Big Sister Ashlynn is our Great-Aunt. Where is she?

What is going on?’ they thought.

“I've never had a chance to meet the famous king of Luton. The rumors don't do you justice! Haha!"

Old Mr. Hilton said.

Though Old Mr. Hilton was already in his eighties and was the oldest person in the hall, anyone

could tell from his voice that he was still very energetic.

"You are too kind, Old Mr. Hilton,” Anthony said politely.

Old Mr. Hilton could not help but feel slightly intimidated by Anthony's powerful presence, which

was what he would expect of the king of Luton.

Not only was he interested in a union with the Lloyd Family, but he had also taken a liking to

Corentin as he determined that someone, as composed as Corentin, was capable of great

accomplishments.

“Let's go over there to sit. Come, Charlie, Chloe, and Chris. Come with Great-Grandpa, Cory called

out. Once they all took their seats on the couch, he shot an odd look at Anne. “Anne, why are you

wearing a mask? Are you ill?"

The face mask Anne was wearing was tailor-made with a thin layer of fabric that would hide the scar

on her face. She only wore it because she did not want to alert anyone.

"Yeah. I caught a cold. It's fine,” she said.

"Why don’t you rest in one of the rooms? I can make the arrangement,” Beth suggested.

“Thank you, but I'm almost fully recovered, so I'm fine,” Anne said politely, not expecting Beth to

care.

Beth was dressed in a slim—fitting gown, which gave her an elegant and delicate appearance. She

had short hair, and though she was already a mother, she looked like a young, strong working

woman.

The group sipped on wine and chatted on the couch.