Jonathan’s eyes flickered with a somber light as he stared silently at Estelle.

In a corner, the Macclain family also had their gaze fixed on her. Elizabeth was

still fuming over the fact that Estelle had snubbed her earlier, failing to offer a

greeting.

Natalia’s voice was teasing, thinly veiled with sarcasm, “Well, well, our Estelle is

a bridesmaid, isn’t she?”

Sabina maintained her icy demeanor, commenting coolly, “Estelle does have

some tricks up her sleeve, mingling with the high society crowd!”

Leonie let out a mocking laugh, “I heard that the Sampson family’s daughter’s

wedding dress was designed by KING herself. Maybe Estelle was personally

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invited by Ms. Sampson!”

The others had varied expressions, pretending not to hear Leonie’s comment,

and shifted their attention, waiting for the bride and groom to make their

appearance.

Ever since Jonathan had shown up, Estelle was distracted, her eyes constantly

to the guest

on his lips,

bridesmaid!”

glance, “Once this wedding is over, make yourself

will take a shot at me?

happy man even if it’s

full of guests, Estelle would have loved to kick

the

Estelle’s hand and

as to twirl her around. As he drew her close, he

alluring smile, “Darling, I

you.”

confusion, she turned and walked away

the gentleman, released her hand with

and groomsmen stood to each side,

march began, Morrison descended the castle’s spiral staircase in

sharp black suit.

the opposite side, the grand doors of the hall slowly opened,

light, Magdalen walked in, guided by

was radiant in a white wedding dress, a crown set with 11 large

head, her beauty breathtaking, silencing

and another flower girl held the train of

stepped right out of a

Catherine, widened her eyes in

a flower girl, and he hadn’t

find him, Catherine

“That’s my granddaughter, the one with the pink

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