Heather cried out, her face flushed red.

Claudia continued to knock on the door. “Leanne? Are you there?”

Morgan whispered softly, “Either way, don’t be foolish.”

Heather felt a chill run through her body. She pushed Morgan away and said, “I can tell you, but only after the wedding is over. Otherwise, why should I trust you?”

Morgan lightly tapped his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

Heather grabbed a pen, quickly wrote a line of text on a piece of paper, and then placed it inside a small lockbox. After securing the lock, she handed it to Morgan. “Once the wedding is over, I’ll tell you the password.”

Morgan stared at the lockbox and didn’t respond immediately.

“Mr. Bastille, I know you care about Josie, but if you let her ruin my wedding, there’s a high chance she might end up with Dexter again. That’s not an outcome you want to see, right?”

The best strategy was to win his heart.

“I’ll be watching you from below the stage. If you dare to play any tricks, don’t blame me for being

he turned

relief, stepped forward to close the window, and then opened

held her hand, examining it closely, and asked with a hint of

“Perhaps it’s too hot in here. Did you need something? Why hasn’t the

an attendant hurried over. “Ms. Olsen, it’s time

another sigh of relief. She no longer wanted to waste time with Claudia. She simply wanted to step onto the stage and put

“I’m coming!”

to grab her,

Dressed in a suit, Heather, wearing a wedding dress, walked slowly down the

to Heather, who was beaming and

on either side continuously tossed petals into the air. She looked like a

her, slowly approached Dexter. Her facade was calm and collected, but beneath the surface, her emotions were a whirlwind of

this dreamlike scene unfold. Some were envious, others jealous. When Dexter married Josie, they didn’t even have a

muttered under her breath,

was family. Laura sat right next

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