Once the ceremony concluded, it was time for the wedding toast.

Heather had changed into her wedding reception dress.

"Congratulations, Mr. Russell. You've finally won the heart of your beloved," Morgan said, his voice tinged with a mix of sarcasm and sincerity. He raised his wine glass, his face clearly displaying more joy than mockery.

Dexter looked at him without anger, clinked glasses with him, and replied, "Thank you."

Morgan gazed deeply into Heather's eyes. "Congratulations, Ms. Olsen..." He paused for a moment. "I should be calling you Mrs. Russell now. Congratulations on achieving your wish."

Heather maintained a composed smile, though her palms were drenched in sweat. The man before her had spoken with a beaming smile, but only she knew the malice he concealed beneath his facade. "May you also achieve what you desire, Mr. Bastille."

Only the two of them could discern the subtle nuances within those words.

Matthew watched from the corner, his hands pressing down on the table. He gritted his teeth as he exclaimed, "I knew it when Jo married him years ago. This man is not trustworthy!"

even

the reason for bringing the plastic surgeon here?" Matthew

had no

I'm genuinely concerned about her. She hardly has anyone she

off, Mallory deliberately moved closer to Matthew. She whispered in

Matthew's ears burned.

resumed her proper position and said, "Let's observe

the elders had nothing but words of praise and blessings to

it's been many years since I last

a few seconds

gone abroad after Liana went missing. In the blink of

"Leanne, I wouldn't mind if Dexter forgot about me, but how could you also not remember? When you were little, I often took you out to

about him. Judging by Dexter's demeanor, she assumed he was a person of some importance. She paused for a moment, then quickly

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