S3| 150. The Enemy is Coming

"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