Late into the night, as Winona was frantically calling around looking for Joe, she received a text message from an unknown number asking for her email, claiming to have some "explosive news."

Still fuming, Winona rolled her eyes.

Soon after, she received a photo. It was of Joe kissing a woman in a car.

Without a second thought, she sent her email to the stranger.

A few minutes later, a video appeared in her inbox. It was a clear, high-quality recording of Joe and Yvonne in the car, locked in an intimate kiss. The angles were so precise that if Winona did not know them, she could have mistaken it for some kind of inappropriate film. Furious, Winona grabbed the nearest vase and hurled it to the floor. Still unsatisfied, she began destroying anything within reach, leaving the room in complete disarray.

Once her anger was somewhat vented, a new plan sparked in her mind.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number. "Is Nigel and Yvonne's wedding tomorrow? Where's it being held? Alright, pick me up in the morning."

across her face as her

awake by her phone ringing. Groggily rubbing her

other end, Nina sounded frustrated, checking the time. "Home? Weren't we supposed to meet early at

her arrangement with Nina. It was to meet up at Nina's house so the makeup

to make things easier for Nina, given her condition. But last night, Yvonne had

with panic that the wedding was less than an hour away. There was no way she could make it to Niña's place and still

the venue at top speed. When Yvonne finally arrived, Nina couldn't help but scold her. "How much did you drink last night? You smell like a distillery! If I'd known, I

got to be more careful. The Gibson family isn't like any ordinary family.

Yvonne's expression darkened. It wasn't her first time visiting them, but every encounter left

never shake the feeling that Nigel's parents looked at her with disdain, as though

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