*Time moved slightly backward to when the Lionheart carriage was still stuck on the road.*
Important guests had already arrived, but the crucial Lionheart carriage, bearing the new Duke, had yet to make its appearance. The new head of the Ryan Family and the only remaining elder were on the verge of losing their minds.
"Has old York gone senile!"
Unaware that his fellow "Ryan Three Elders," the old butler, had been tormented by someone's elementary school-style sentences to the point of a heart attack and was taken directly to the hospital, the rotund and plump family head, dressed in a specially tailored large tuxedo, couldn't help but complain,
"He said he's served the old Duke for so many years, been through all sorts of special occasions, and absolutely wouldn't mess up. That's why I agreed to let him handle it. But just taking people out and bringing them back by carriage, such a small matter—how did he manage to delay the time?"
