This was her first time seeing Sebastian’s wedding photos.

When they got married back then, they didn’t take any. In fact, when they needed to register their marriage, Frederick had to piece two different pictures together.

Thinking about it now, Sasha felt that it was a shame.

But now, he and his first love were standing on the screen, blinding her.

The two looked destined to be together. The man looked dashing; every chiseled angle was a symbol of perfection.

As for Roxanne, she looked just like a princess, leaning submissively on him. Whoever saw her could feel the blissfulness she was exuding.

It turned out that the wedding of the century the lady reporter was talking about was their wedding.

Sasha didn’t know how long she stayed standing there, frozen to the spot.

It wasn’t until the seller, who was waiting at the old Hayes residence, gave her a call that she regained her senses.

“Hello? Ms. Wand? Have you gotten off the plane?”

“Yes. I’m heading over right now.” Recovering her gaze, Sasha ended the call and buried her emotions away.

After that, she left the airport with her luggage in hand.

She reminded herself that everything that was happening was no longer any of her business.

She soon arrived in the city.

the wedding photos were plastered on every billboard in the

wanted to stay in were

fingers and ordered the

me to Horington,

marked for demolition? What are

was surprised to hear

was stunned. “Demolished?

New Town was built, Old Town

must be a local given

didn’t Uncle Jackson tell me it’s going to be demolished? Furthermore, he must still be at Horington. He didn’t tell me to head elsewhere to find

I give him quite a lot of money?

the driver to hurry on over to Old

arrived at Jackson’s house, she saw a sign outside that marked the place for demolition. It was so big — one would

tell me about

taxi at once and rushed into

“Uncle Jackson…”

you ask her to come back today? Did you want her to see that jerk’s wedding? Why must you cause trouble at a time like

a middle-aged woman sound from the second floor. She sounded extremely

held her tongue at

voice belonged to her

Xenia died, Sasha didn’t dare talk to her aunt anymore — especially after the woman had slapped her.

I not doing this

wind of the wedding, do you think she will have it easy? Let me remind

silent

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