Late into the night, as Winona was frantically calling around looking for Joe, she received a text message from an unknown number asking for her email, claiming to have some "explosive news."

Still fuming, Winona rolled her eyes.

Soon after, she received a photo. It was of Joe kissing a woman in a car.

Without a second thought, she sent her email to the stranger.

A few minutes later, a video appeared in her inbox. It was a clear, high-quality recording of Joe and Yvonne in the car, locked in an intimate kiss. The angles were so precise that if Winona did not know them, she could have mistaken it for some kind of inappropriate film. Furious, Winona grabbed the nearest vase and hurled it to the floor. Still unsatisfied, she began destroying anything within reach, leaving the room in complete disarray.

Once her anger was somewhat vented, a new plan sparked in her mind.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number. "Is Nigel and Yvonne's wedding tomorrow? Where's it being held? Alright, pick me up in the morning."

Hanging up, a cold smile crept across her face as her eyes gleamed with malice.

jolted awake by her phone ringing. Groggily rubbing her head, she

the time. "Home? Weren't we supposed to meet early at my

Nina. It was to meet up at Nina's house so the makeup artist could get her

easier for Nina, given her condition. But last night, Yvonne had gotten carried

for

panic that the wedding was less than an hour away. There was no way she could make it to Niña's place and still get ready in

would rush them to the venue at top speed. When Yvonne finally arrived, Nina couldn't help but scold her. "How much did you drink

isn't like any ordinary family. You need to tone it

mention of the Gibson family, Yvonne's expression darkened. It wasn't her first time visiting them, but every encounter left

at her with

friend's

"Don't worry, I heard Nigel plans to move out after the

will be living

have to deal with his parents too often. It's a good

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