“Hello, Ella, we’re not early; you’re late; it seems you were too busy with your makeup and forgot that people were waiting for you.” Aubrey’s eldest Aunty, Freya Knight, had already started using her sharp tongue on Ella. Still, Ella was not a pushover; she smiled even coldly. “Oldest aunty, yesterday was my wedding night, not yours, so obviously you can come before me; as for my makeup, if I wash my face right now, my face will look the same, but are you sure about your makeup sense, are you able to handle, makeup can polish some spots. Not beauty, it’s not makeup’s fault the original material is rotten wood” Ella’s sharp words almost gave her a heart attack. Freya’s face turned green from anger; she was so furious that she wanted to rip Ella’s sharp mouth apart. How the bastard Aubrey fell into this woman’s trap. Everyone is present there, burning with rage. They all know Ella king is their worst enemy. They heard a few footsteps, and here came Mr. Alex knight, Aubrey’s father;
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