"She has always misunderstood me. I'm afraid she might cause a scene at the wedding. Marrying Milford is the biggest dream of my life. I don't want Leilani to ruin it."
Carola already despised Leilani, so hearing this made her indignant. "She wouldn't dare! An ex-con like her? What right does she have to cause trouble?"
Tamara shook her head, her eyes rimmed with red, looking like a wronged saint. "But she is my sister, after all. I don't want things to get ugly."
Seeing Tamara, who was always so kind to them, look this aggrieved broke Carola's heart. She immediately grabbed Tamara’s hand, making a solemn vow. "Tamara, you're just too nice! Don't worry. With Deborah and me there, we absolutely won't let her ruin your wedding!"
Deborah’s family wasn't as well-off as Carola’s or Tamara’s, and she spent most of her time studying and working. She hadn't actually seen Leilani since she got out of prison.
But since Carola had taken a stand, as Tamara’s good friend, she naturally had to express her loyalty too. She nodded fervently, looking firmly at Tamara. "That's right. Tamara, you're too kind, and that's why people think they can bully you without consequences. Don't worry, Carola and I will protect you. On the wedding day, you just focus on being the most beautiful bride."
Tamara looked at them with touched emotion. "Thank you, guys."
To solidify her image in their minds, Tamara knew that after smearing Leilani, she had to pretend to defend her to showcase her own magnanimity. Seeing the anger on Carola’s face as she cursed Leilani, Tamara smoothed the hair at her temples and spoke with feigned helplessness. "Carola, it's okay, don't be angry. Maybe I'm just overthinking it? Leilani hasn't had it easy. She just went down the wrong path."
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