It was a world Briony could hardly fathom-a world no one would ever acknowledge or believe existed.

...

Both of their clothes were soaked in blood, the fabric ruined beyond repair.

Ferdinand called for the stylists.

The moment the stylists walked in and saw the scene, they froze in shock.

"Get my wife a new wedding dress," Ferdinand said, his voice sharp and cold. He fixed the stylist with a dark glare, cutting off any protest before it could leave her lips. "Just do your job and keep quiet."

"Yes, sir." The stylist dropped her gaze and quickly helped Briony into the changing room.

Another stylist came in, carrying a first aid kit.

"Mrs. Ellsworth, Mr. Ellsworth asked me to take care of your injuries first."

Briony sat before the illuminated vanity, her hands clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her body still trembled uncontrollably, the aftershocks of what had happened refusing to subside.

She didn't hear a word the stylist said.

Ellsworth?" the voice repeated,

the eyes of the woman with the

clean your wounds. It might sting a

Briony nodded faintly.

wounds were deep. Scars were almost

the stylist cleaned her injuries, another began setting out

you put the jewelry for the second dress?" one of

without looking up, "Did

is the real deal-Mr. Ellsworth's assistant brought them over. Just one set is

it's still in the car,"

"Right, I'll go now!"

stylist hurried out

to inspect Briony's ear, but her

She started to turn, but Linda murmured, "Don't look at

froze, barely daring

"Listen carefully," Linda continued,

their best chance. Our people will be working on the inside and out. Until then, don't do anything rash. Trust

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