Lady Helen and her son, Jerry Kingston, arrived at the village at 10 a.m. sharp.
"Thank God, we have finally arrived. Wow," Lady Helen grinned as she sat in the back of the car with her son. She wore a native blue dress and black shoes, and she had her trusty black handbag with her.
Meanwhile, Jerry sat beside her, dressed in a black tux paired with black shoes.
"Mom, you look so excited," he said, noticing his mother's radiant smile.
"I am. Only that I wish Richmond was the one who had accompanied me to do the marriage rites and not you," Lady Helen shared her troubles, and Jerry assured her, "Don't worry, Mom. If the lady is as beautiful as you described her, I don't mind having her as my wife. Besides, I am 28 years old."
"No. Not your wife, but Richmond's. Don't worry, I will fin
