Meanwhile, Heather had been waiting for a long time to go on stage. Several times, she had urged the attendant to go and check. "Ms. Olsen, I'm afraid we might have to wait a bit longer," the attendant said.

"Why?"

"The ceremony is not over yet."

"But we're behind schedule. Where is my mother?" Heather exclaimed, about to leave, but was stopped by the attendant.

"Ms. Olsen, please reconsider. You're the bride today. It's not appropriate for you to go out at this time."

Indeed, she was the bride, already dressed in a pristine white wedding gown. The hem of her flowing skirt was adorned with tiny diamonds, shimmering with every step she took.

Left with no other choice, Heather had to calm herself down. She sat in front of the mirror, studying her own features.

"Get Mr. Russell to come in. I need to talk to him."

The attendant left.

On that day, she had deliberately chosen a distinct makeup style. She didn't mirror Josie as closely. Instead, she bore a closer resemblance to her true self, Rachel. She wanted to be herself for just one day.

doctor in a white coat

cannot

in a sheen of fine sweat. "We

commotion inside indicated that the wedding must have

Josie did not send them the invitation as promised at the agreed

very worried.

us in a difficult position!" the bodyguard said, strictly adhering

beside him, who didn't understand Clusian, and told him to wait a moment. Just then, a car sped up,

her decisive and swift actions. The latter was also

want to go

had no other

of the information Calvin had asked her to investigate, she

plastic surgeon?"

as he firmly

invitation and handed

the bodyguard finished checking, he let them

there's been an unexpected development. She's gone missing. I'm afraid

was shocked. "Then how do we

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