Chapter 712 

Abby was sitting on the bed in the wedding room of the Mellor Residence without any emotion on her face.

The heavy shackles on both her wrists and ankles was a stark contrast from the pure white wedding gown she had on.

On the other hand, her stepmother, Belladonna Calum had a gratified expression on.

"Look at you," she cooed.

"You are the Young Miss of the Mellor Family after all.A little dolling up is all it takes for you to bloom like a flower.Oh—Abby, you won't go wrong as long as you do as I say.Be good to your husband after you marry him, and do your best to improve the relationship between our family and their household.Our mother-and-daughter relationship will never end that way.It will be easier for me to support you as well."

Abby’s face was cold and there wasn't any emotion on her face as she muttered, "You are not my mother, and the Mellor Family will not fall into your hands like you wish!"

Belladonna smiled disdainfully when she heard Abby’s words.

"That is not up for you to decide.Won't the Mellor Family be under my control after you get married anyway?"

She then let out an arrogant laugh before she eventually walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Abby’s fingers were tightly intertwined and her nails almost broke her skin.

You have to come, Miss Sinclair! Abby desperately thought to herself.

I will be waiting for you! I will take my own life if you don't.

I can't stand this kind of humiliation! As soon as Belladonna got to the lobby from the backyard, she heard the emcee for the event announce, "The honored guests have arrived!"

She then looked to the emcee, only to see that he was escorting a beautiful couple toward her.

Alexander was the first to extend his good wishes.

"Congratulations, Mrs.Mellor," he offered.

"Thank you for your congratulation.May I know who I am speaking to?"

Belladonna hadn't got the faintest idea who Alexander was.

"They are esteemed guests who came all the way from Tissot!"

The emcee then huddled closer to Belladonna as he whispered in her ear, "The wedding gift they brought is a diamond called ‘Desert Heart’ It is a priceless jewel!"

her were rich and powerful, the expression on her face instantly changed

are.How may I address

"Kenneth Bailey."

"Mr.Bailey it is."

then looked

you are Mrs, Bailey, then.My dear son-in- law, hurry over and greet

to her son-in-law, Old Man

hello with a

suddenly butted in, "You are mistaken, Mrs.Mellor. I am not Mr.Bailey's wife.I am a

if she had the answer right on the tips of her fingers, Elise started rubbing her fingers together as

"Mrs.Mellor" she revealed.

good luck ahead of you.All your wishes will surely come

Belladonna laughed heartily

while having a dead husband and a married daughter, was sitting on top of

and turned to look at the old man.Her

Joyous occasion immediately made a frown

Wedding March started to play in the

flower girls, slowly walked to the stage from a distance.She tried her best to take each step slowly but alas, she still reached the end of

pair of scissors hidden in the skirt of her dress, Abby puffed out her chest and lifted her chin as she took

dignity even if you were to die! At that instant, she closed her eyes when she

take the scissors out, the old man beside her answered his phone and

"Miss Fortune Teller!"

of the female guests out

readings are accurate! My company has just been targeted by an opponent and lost over

in her arms when she saw the female

on the stage as it planted firmly

she expected, her teacher would never

all seriousness, let out

reason for the crisis your company is undergoing.I don't know if I should tell

Please don't

Chewy's only priority now

allow whatever nonsense that might come out of my

then said mysteriously, "Mr.Chewy, this daughter of the Mellor Family is a jinx that will bring bad luck

been eavesdropping the whole time the duo whispered to each other.She

started to panic

My daughter is an innocent and pure woman.She has good fortune! How

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