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With Matteo’s dire warning ringing in her ears, Amelia kept a careful eye out for any rough waters on the horizon. However, the road to their wedding was so smooth sailing that it was making her suspicious.Emmeline hadn’t done anything more than make snide comments here and there when they crossed paths, but truthfully, they were so mild in comparison to her usual standards that Amelia found herself worrying for Emmeline instead. Amelia half-expected her to tag along for the food tasting today if only to insult Amelia’s culinary tastes.Instead, Emmeline hadn’t shown up even after their grandfather invited her!Was she possessed? Or dying? Amelia wondered if a new soul had entered her when no one was watching. Could it be possible that Emmeline had finally given up on snatching Matteo?"Miss Kentwood? May I know your opinions about this entrée?"Amelia blinked, the voice startling her out of her thoughts. She stared down at the sample of hors d’oeuvres on her plate and quickly took a

Both men were silent as they stared at her. None of them wanted to be the one who broke the stalemate. Eventually, Michael Kentwood could only give the tiniest of nods."Millie, I trust you to make your own decisions. But it is Matteo that I cannot trust." He held out a shaky hand to forestall the indignant reply that would come from Horace Hawthorne’s lips. "Listen to me, I’m not insulting the depth of Matteo’s character― for better or worse, I do not know him well enough for that. So far he has shown himself in a good light. But we all know how appearances can be deceiving."Caleb’s presence filled the room like a foul stench they couldn’t shake. Carlo could only curse internally; he should tell Matteo to hire an exorcist just to get rid of his negative energy. Who cares if that son of a bitch wasn’t dead? If Carlo met him in a dark alley, he would gladly send him on his way."Dad..." Amelia said weakly."But I can close an eye when it comes to that," Michael said, stunning Amelia.

"You look beautiful," Cherry said, watching as the hairstylist added the last finishing touches to Amelia’s hair. It had been pinned up in an elegant and elaborate bun, curly frills running down to frame her face, while the bun itself was adorned in small milky pearls.Amelia looked at herself in the mirror, admiring it as well. She was immensely pleased with how the hairdo turned out, especially when paired with the dress. Everything felt so surreal.After all that planning, after all those sleepless nights fretting about what was to come, the day was finally here. What started out as a mere contractual agreement had become a fairytale romance.And Amelia wouldn’t have it any other way.There came a knock on the door before Ronan’s voice could be clearly heard."Are you dressed?" he asked from outside, his voice muffled slightly by the door."Yes," Cherry answered. "Come in.""The guests are starting to arrive," Ronan said once he was allowed the greenlight, poking his head in. When

Horace Hawthorne began to pant heavily as though he had run a marathon. Amelia suddenly had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.True enough, she had barely taken a step forward before her grandfather collapsed in his seat, clutching his chest with a shivering hand. His eyes were wide with fear, but his gaze was focused on Amelia. He reached out a weak hand, as though wordlessly calling for her attention."Grandpa!" Amelia screamed out as she darted down the aisle, and Matteo quickly picked up her long trailing skirt so that his new wife — oh wait, the ceremony was interrupted; she wasn’t technically his wife yet — would not trip and fall on her face. The table was in an uproar, as people began to surround the Hawthorne patriarch in an attempt to check up on him.Annalise in particular started to scream so loudly that it was spreading panic throughout the room. She grabbed at his collar, and to Amelia’s panicked eyes, it seemed more like she was trying to strangl

To their surprise, Emmeline was long gone. According to the staff, it seemed that Emmeline had decided to visit her grandfather in the hospital along with her mother."Excellent. Since she’s already there, we can settle it today!" Ronan said, shooting Matteo an encouraging glance. "Who knows, maybe we’ll be back here before the clock strikes midnight to finish your wedding!"Cherry was also eager to get it over with, but Matteo only felt a great tiredness, along with a feeling of unease he could not shake.Somehow, he had a feeling this wasn’t even the end of it.All of them arrived at the hospital through the private entrance and found Amelia and Annalise waiting in the private waiting room, sitting at two different ends of the room. Matteo went straight to Amelia’s side, ignoring Annalise’s presence. Emmeline was conspicuously absent."How are things?" Matteo asked worriedly."Not good," Amelia confessed with a watery sniffle. "They say they caught signs of a minor stroke due to the