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The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 319

Now that the troublemakers were gone, it was time to clean up the mess. Fitch took a deep breath, straightened his suit, and walked slowly onto the stage. He picked up the microphone, his face wearing a steady and composed smile once again. His voice came through the speakers, warm and unhurried.

"Distinguished guests, I am truly sorry. Due to some misunderstandings, unexpected events occurred at my son's wedding today."

Fitch looked apologetic as he bowed slightly, his tone sincere.

"Furthermore, Tamara suddenly felt unwell, so I'm afraid the wedding must be temporarily halted today. Once Tamara has recovered, we will hold the ceremony again. When we reschedule the wedding, the Sherwood family will certainly invite everyone back to witness it."

Saying this, Fitch raised his wine glass, his smile bright.

"Let today's meal be a small gathering. Please enjoy yourselves before you head home!"

The show was over, and the food wasn't particularly appetizing. As the guests began to leave in groups of twos and threes, Fitch picked up the microphone again, his voice grave and earnest. "Everyone, I ask that you please keep today's events quiet for the time being."

He looked around the room, his gaze sincere. "The Sloan and Sherwood families have a friendship spanning decades. It is truly heartbreaking that things turned out this way today. But please rest assured, old friends, I will investigate the truth and give everyone an explanation."

His tone carried a hint of helplessness and fatigue, like an elder who had worried himself sick over his family.

Among the guests invited by the Sherwood and Sloan families today were many old friends of Hackett and Fitch. Faced with Fitch's sincere plea, they looked at each other and finally nodded.

"Fitch, don't worry. We understand."

"Yes, dirty laundry shouldn't be aired in public. We won't spread rumors."

"However..." One of the older guests hesitated. "There are quite a few people here today. We can guarantee we won't say anything, but as for the others, I'm afraid it will be very difficult if you want to completely suppress the news."

Fitch gave a bitter smile. "We'll hide it for as long as we can. At least let's prevent the media from writing nonsense."

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