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The woman before Samuel had shed her worn pencil skirt and white blouse, transforming into a striking figure in a wedding dress and crystal heels. The heels, standing ten centimeters high, accentuated her already long legs and added to her imposing height of 170 centimeters. Although she had changed clothes, she hadn’t yet applied any makeup.

Without makeup, Ciara’s natural, aloof beauty was striking. The wedding dress only enhanced her effortless elegance, as if she was untouched by the world. She met Samuel’s gaze with a blend of innocence and detachment, remaining silent.

Samuel’s irritation flared unexpectedly. “What were you doing this morning? Do you realize you almost ruined my event?”

Ciara responded with a direct question, “Is this our wedding?” She added quietly to herself, “I don’t need this wedding, and neither do you. You’re marrying Linda in two months. Holding this wedding now, in front of the Luscious family, would only make me their enemy.”

Samuel’s frustration grew a
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