"Emily, can you stop holding me? I'm starting to sweat because you're clinging all the time." Louis loosened his bow tie. Hearing the whisper, Emily pouted. Her hand was reluctant to let go of Louis' arm. "I'm scared, Louis. We don't know who the criminal is. He could be near us." Her eyebrows hoped for pity. "I know it, but we are with a lot of people here, and there are a lot of guards. What are you afraid of?" Emily glanced around. All the waiters were lined up. Their faces were full of wrinkles, especially when Frank and Jeremy approached. On the other side, people sat with the same expressions. They put their hands together, praying. Someone had held a waiter in the janitor's room and robbed him of his uniform. They hoped that the bad guy would be caught quickly. There was only one person who couldn't stop nagging—the bride. "How could we have missed it? Was the security team not working properly? The monitoring team should also not be careless. If necessary, they should n
Seeing Hailey go to the dressing room, Emily's eyes widened. "Why did Grandma Melanie allow Hailey to see Auntie?" Her small voice sounded worried. Louis' cheeks puffed up. "I don't know, but she definitely intends to annoy Auntie." A second later, he looked at Emily closely. "This is serious, Emily. Auntie is in danger. We have to save her!" Emily's eyebrows furrowed in disapproval. "There's a bodyguard accompanying her, Louis. There's also Philip in the dressing room. Hailey couldn't possibly hurt Auntie. I don't think this is any of our business." "But their focus is protecting Auntie from criminals, not Hailey. The proof is Daddy and Grandma let Hailey pass. Only we can stop Hailey!" Suddenly, Louis jumped down from the chair. Emily blinked at the sight. “Louis, what are you gonna do? "I'm going to go save Auntie. Do you want to join me or not?" Emily gripped her own fingers. "Isn't that dangerous? Daddy asked us all to stay in this room." "You said yourself that there was
"No!" Hailey's fingers trembled a few inches in front of her cheek. Her eyes were horrified, as if she was seeing a ghost in the mirror. Everyone furrowed their brows together. No one dared to approach, except Barbara. She touched Hailey's shoulder, asking, "What's wrong, Hailey?" When her friend turned around, Barbara gasped. Her feet spontaneously stepped back, as if she didn't want to get infected. "What's wrong with your face?" "I'm the one who should be asking! What's wrong with my face? Why is my skin like this?" Hailey turned to face the mirror. She grabbed a sheet of tissue and rubbed her cheek. A second later, she grimaced. "Oh, it hurts so much ...." While fanning her face, Hailey started crying. Seeing that, Philip pulled out a tissue and picked up the powder box. "It's mercury," he muttered after observing it carefully. Everyone gasped. "Mercury? How is that possible? The powder was still sealed earlier," one of the make-up team said. "Then what should I do with my
"Daddy, has something happened to Mommy? Why didn't she answer?" Emily pouted again. Her hands gripped Jeremy's suit tighter. Louis worried too. His hands clenched in front of his stomach. His gaze lifted, waiting for an answer from his father. However, Frank said nothing. His hand went up towards the door. Just as he was about to knock, the door swung inward. A second later, Kara appeared, humming. She gasped when she found her husband's presence. "Oh, Frank? Why are you here?" "Are you okay?" Frank held both of her arms, asking in a serious tone. Unexpectedly, Kara chuckled. Her hand stroked her stomach. "I think I need to eat more vegetables. I was even afraid that our little baby would come out. I was hesitant to push." "If you are fine, why didn't you answer when Daddy called?" Kara lowered her gaze. Her eyes widened when she realized Louis was beside Frank. "Little Bee? Why did you come here too? This is the women's toilet." Kara came out while stroking Louis' head. "Wh
"Connect me to Eva!" Patricia reached out her hand. Her assistant quickly dialed Eva's number and handed over the phone. "I thought I had nothing to do with you anymore. Why did you contact me?" Patricia didn't sound friendly at all. However, Eva responded casually. "Good evening, Mrs. Moore. I have a special offer. Aren't we still on the same side?" One of Patricia's eyebrows furrowed. "You think so?" "I'm not a hypocrite. I was indeed angry with you. But after thinking about it again, I realized. The fire in my boutique was a consequence of me having disappointed you." Patricia's lips pursed. "So?" "I realized that our enemies were to blame. Ava Connor, Jeremy Harper, those naughty kids. My boutique would still be intact if they hadn't tripped me. Therefore, I intend to destroy them." The corner of Patricia's lips lifted slightly. "What does it have to do with me? Your grudge is your business." "I need very large funds to rebuild my boutique and I know that my grudge is the
While looking through the list of voice recordings, Frank muttered, "Yes, I don't think there's any harm in using our enemy's tricks for a counterattack. Eva has already been inside their fortress. She knows more clearly where the gaps are. For that, thank you, Miss Connor." "So Eva is a good person now? She's no longer our enemy?" Emily's eyes widened. Suddenly, Louis stepped forward and held out his hand. "I'm sorry, Eva. I thought you were an enemy. If I had known you had become a friend, I wouldn't have pointed a gun at you." With a crooked smile, Eva looked at Louis. "Aren't you afraid to shake hands with me? What if I grab you and do something bad?" "If that happens, then you will immediately flounder and pass out. I still have a gun, remember? Don't mess with me." Louis showed his gun next to his head. A small laugh escaped Eva's mouth. She greeted Louis then looked around at the stunned people. "Sorry if I'm just choosing the right side now. Sometimes, it takes a while f
Patricia was stunned to see several police officers getting out of the car. Her lips trembled, trying to express surprise. "What the hell? What are they doing in my house?" "You can't deny it any longer, Mrs. Moore. All the evidence is clear." Frank smiled triumphantly. A second later, the camera panned, showing a man in a suit with a police badge in his hand. "Good evening, Mrs. Patricia Moore. We have received many complaints about you. You are accused of kidnapping, invasion of privacy, destruction of buildings, as well as planning murder. Our officers have come to arrest you." Patricia's breath rumbled violently. Her shoulders were shaking. Red streaks appeared in her eyes. "No! All the accusations are not true. The evidence you collected is fake. You made it up!" Patricia threw the phone on the floor. It was shattered in the blink of an eye. "Damn! How dare they report me? They have put my husband in prison, not me too!" The assistant clenched his fists tightly. His knuckl
Everyone stopped dancing. They glanced at the exit door. Only Frank made the way through the crowd. The others followed after they got their senses back. Seeing Ava wiping her mouth on the dirty floor, their eyes widened. "What happened?" Frank approached Jeremy. Jeremy took Ava to the nearest chair, handing her a handkerchief. "I don't know. Ava said that her head was dizzy, then I gave her water. After drinking, she felt nauseous. Before she reached the toilet, she was already vomiting," he explained later. Suddenly, Louis gasped. "Did Ava drink poison? What water did she drink earlier?" "I don't think Ava was poisoned, Louis. I got her a new glass. If the water in the dispenser was poisoned, the guests would have vomited too." Jeremy pointed to the container where he had taken the water. Secretly, Emily glanced at Eva. Her thin eyebrows furrowed. "I also think so. Eva is a good person now. She couldn't have poisoned anyone. There are no bad people at this party, Louis." Eva n