The voice was all too familiar to everyone in the room.
People looked up to see Phoebe dragging her gown from the other end of the corridor, eventually stopping in front of them with a smirk on her face, giving them a cold, scornful look.
"You...how..." Cole was stunned.
Grace was flabbergasted.
Nobody understood.
Phoebe?
How did she end up here?
This question was burning in everyone's mind, and someone finally blurted it out.
"If Ms. Alonso is here, then who is the woman in the room?"
All eyes turned to Grace.
And the quick-witted ones added, "Actually, it happened so fast. I knew there were two people in the room, but I couldn't see who."
"Same here, it was too quick, I didn't get a good look..."
"I was at the very front when the door opened, but I didn't get a glimpse of the woman's face."
"I wonder how Ms. Grace has such sharp eyes to recognize that woman as Ms. Alonso?!"
"I thought at first since they've lived together for so many years, it would be natural to recognize each other at first glance, but now that I think about it..."
The speaker trailed off, knowing that the rest of the sentence was better left unsaid.
But those who were meant to understand had understood.
"And you're so sure it's me without getting a clear look? What's the big deal that has you all pointing fingers at me?"
The sarcasm in her voice was palpable.
What big deal?
More like a big mess.
A young and beautiful girl, yet to start dating, getting involved with a man...it didn't look good from any angle.
Especially when the man in question was a dimwit.
Cole stood there, his eyes flickered, then hardened.
Grace stood there, as white as a sheet, breaking out in a cold sweat, and her heart was pounding.
Why wasn't Phoebe in the room?
But there was clearly a man and a woman in the room...
Who was the woman in the room?
Could it be...
No, it couldn't be...
Phoebe stood to one side, her eyes flashing with icy laughter as she watched Grace's face.
"By the way, with so many people here, where is my sister? Did she leave?"
Her words dropped like a bombshell, making everyone snap to realization.
"Yes, she can't move around on her own, so where is she now?"
"Right, she's in a wheelchair, she can't be upstairs, and she wasn't in the banquet hall earlier..."
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell on the closed door in front of them.
"Could the woman in the room be..."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride