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Dunn leaned in with a casual grin. “Exactly. My sister’s marrying into the Craig family—let’s not stand on ceremony.”
Joslyn joined in, her tone warm and bright. “Yes, from now on, it’s all in the family. No need to be so courteous.”
Norwood added with practiced charm, “Mr. Sampson, we ce Trinity’s medical future fully in your care. We trust you without question. And as for Hester, please rest easy—we’ll wee her like our own daughter.”
At this, Murray chuckled heartily. “Trinity’s got a sharp mind and a hunger to learn. I’ll make sure she thrives. As for Hester… she’s been pampered since she was…”
Little, so you may need to indulge her a bit.”
Joslyn responded with yful deflection,ughter in her voice, “Oh, you’re too kind. Trinity’s the one who’s been spoiled by us. She’s far more stubborn than Hester. We’re the ones asking for your understanding!”
“Ha-ha…” Laughter rippled through the group. The air around them shimmered with false warmth and polished smiles, the kind of picture-perfect scene that made onlookers sigh with envy at the seemingly seamless union between two powerful families.
But not everyone bought into the charade. From the sidelines, Elliana watched with a cold twist in her smile. The disy was sickening, like a y full of actors convinced of their own lies. She wondered how they would react when the truth surfaced—when Boris and Hester finally faced justice and the police came knocking. Would the Craig family and the Sampson family still toast andugh then? Would they still pretend everything was perfect?
Right at that moment, the emcee’s voice rang out again, full of enthusiasm. “Esteemed guests, let us join the happy couple in reliving their beautiful journey together… All eyes to the big screen, please!”
Laughter and light chatter paused as heads turned toward the glowing projection above.
Boris and Hester followed suit, both smiling as they turned to face the screen, poised andposed.
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But the moment the footage yed, smiles faded. In seconds, warmth vanished, leaving stunned silence and uneasy faces.
Before turning everyone’s attention to the screen, the emceeunched into a sweeping, heartfelt monologue. His words wereced with so much emotion that several guests found themselves wiping away unexpected tears.
The moment the emcee lifted his hand and gestured toward the screen, the entire hall seemed to hold its breath. Faces lit up with anticipation, all eyes eager to witness a tale of romance—the love story of Boris and Hester.
But what followed shattered every expectation. Instead of a polished montage of shared memories, the screen flickered to life with the image of a girl working behind the counter at Loftus’s Comfort Eats.
A quiet narration apanied the footage. “This is Hailee. She was born on Willow Lane. Nothing about her childhood stood out, but she carried ambition in her heart. That drive led her to a top university, and with it, a future full of hope.”
Without warning, the scene jumped to a gritty clip of a busy street corner. Hailee stood alone, waiting by the curb.
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