Michelle went back to the black-and-white wedding venue, only to find it deserted. The wind made the atmosphere even more depressing.
But when she turned around, she saw one of her targets.
Vivian was sitting on a chair with her head down, wiping her tears.
Michelle once heard from her mother that every girl cried on their wedding day because they were reluctant to leave their family.
'If you don't want to leave your parents' house, then don't marry John,' she thought.
She fished the lighter out of her pocket and was about to light the fuse, but she saw Chester and Richard walking toward the distraught Ye family.
She stopped and shoved the lighter back into her pocket.
She could not afford to hurt Chester in the process.
"Mr. Ye, Mrs. Ye, Miss Ye," Richard greeted them.
Howard faced them while Julie and Vivian were behind him with their backs to the newcomers. Only Richard called them. Julie and Vivian did not even notice Chester at first.
"Chester?" Howard frowned. "Why have you come here alone? Where's your family?"
'Who?
Chester?'
Julie and Vivian froze at the same time. Julie held onto her daughter's hand and squeezed it tightly. They exchanged surprised looks.
They did not dare look over their shoulders to see if it really was Chester.
"They're already at the wedding venue," Chester answered unhurriedly.
Upon hearing Chester's voice, Julie and Vivian swallowed.
Chester glanced at the two women behind Howard and said, "Grandpa said that the temperature in the park is too low, and it's not suitable for a wedding. We've changed the place."
"Why didn't you inform us in advance?" Howard was still a little unhappy. He was not satisfied with the whole arrangement.
Without answering Howard's question, Chester simply smiled and led them to the hotel by the river.
Julie and Vivian followed close behind and whispered to each other.
"Mom, what's going on?"
"I don't know. The man told me that he had knocked him out and taken him away. He was supposed to release him after I gave the order."
"Then why did he suddenly appear?" Vivian gritted her teeth. She desperately wanted to pounce on the boy.
"I don't know! Wait for me to call and ask." Julie took out her phone and dialed the number.
But she was not able to reach the person she was trying to contact.
Panic started setting in. The mother and daughter felt a strong sense of crisis. They stopped walking and started arguing in hushed tones.
Howard looked back at them and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Nothing's wrong." Julie looked up in a hurry and lost grip of her phone. It fell to the ground.
It showed that she was trying to call someone. She quickly picked it up and shoved it into her purse.
Vivian felt her face drain of color, but thanks to the blush on her face and the lipstick on her lips, the change was imperceptible.
The cold was starting to seep into her skin, and her thin wedding dress did nothing to protect her. It was so cold that her teeth started chattering, but she had to enter the real wedding venue gracefully.
As soon as they entered the hotel, a gust of deliciously warm air greeted them. But Vivian still felt cold.
She was definitely not imagining everything. Today's arrangement was indeed a little weird.
When she walked into the hotel, for some reason, she felt like she was trapped.
And this feeling made her nervous.
When she walked into the high-end banquet hall, a thousand camera flashes almost blinded her.
Vivian immediately raised her hand to block her sight.
"The bride is here! The bride is here!" Someone cheered, and Vivian lowered her hand slowly.
The scene in front of her was completely different from the layout in the park.
A large, light blue crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting sparkles that looked like stars all over the place. In front of her was a slightly winding high platform, both sides of which were adorned with blooming beige flowers. Under the massive chandelier, tables and chairs were arranged in a satisfying pattern. The guests had already been seated.
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