Chapter 295
In ones and twos, everyone turned to look behind. In the flower basket that was levitating in midair sat the beautiful bride in white with a wreath on her head.
The basket glided through the air, moving steadily toward the stage and gradually slanting to the ground. With the equipment attached to it, it left pinkish petals along the trail, as though they were traces left by the angel.
“Woah, it‘s beautiful.”
“She‘s like an angel! She‘s so pretty.”
“I want my wedding to be like this in the future.”
“This is absolutely lovely! The bridal store has done a great job!”
Deeply immersed in the dreamy fairytale, the audience exclaimed in admiration, whereas Veronica was the only one worrying that something might happen to the wires as she clenched the walkie–talkie tightly.
The wire was attached to a crane, which was completely covered by the wedding posters, so it wouldn‘t ruin the atmosphere. The other end was at the edge of the stage and was perfectly kept out of the audience‘s sight as well.
The flower cradle landed at the edge of the stage safely, and Jackson removed the safety belts before walking toward the middle with Emma.
As everything went smoothly as planned, a wave of relief washed over Veronica.. Right then, Tiffany came over to her side and they watched the loving couple
together.
“Anything you need?” Veronica glanced at her from the corner of her eyes.
“Hjust wanna watch the wedding from another angle.” Tiffany sighed,
Her implicit words could indicate that she had foreseen the looming disaster or that it was simply her innocuous wish and blessing directed at the newly wed couple.
Veronica fell into silence, and Tiffany suddenly suggested, “Tomorrow is our birthday. Wanna celebrate it together?”
Birthday? Together?
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“With you?” Veronica blinked her eyes as she tuned out the background noises. She
let out a cold snort. “Now that you brought it up, I almost forgot that we were born on the same day and saw the same light.”
“Dad said that the party will be for charity purposes, so it will be held at a nearby welfare home. Isn‘t it meaningful?” Tiffany calmly ignored Veronica‘s sarcasm.
“My parents found me on February 2nd. So, tomorrow is your birthday, not mine. It has nothing to do with me.” Veronica tried to straighten things out as she realized that Tiffany had been approaching her frequently these two days. Something wasn‘t right.
Still, Tiffany wasn‘t angered in the slightest as she stared at the stage with her hands delved into her pockets. “Just because Old Mrs. Kings acknowledge you as her god granddaughter doesn‘t mean that you‘re one of the Kingses. Get over yourself, please.”
Veronica was at a loss for words.
There goes the drama in her head again.
Tiffany added, “Who is Matthew Kings? He‘s a playboy–or in other words, he‘s someone who sees women as his toys. Back then, I loved him so much that I was willing to sacrifice anything for him. Yet, what did I get in return? He forced me into an abortion without anesthesia. Do you know how it feels to have the cold forceps twisting around in your flesh?”
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