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Emily was stunned. “What do you mean? Hasn’t it been arranged that we’ll be able to get out today?”
“Not today. There’s something wrong with our internet, so we can’t perform the release procedures. It’ll
have to be tomorrow, at least eleven in the morning,” said the correctional officer.
The correctional officer’s words were like a splash of cold water on Emily, extinguishing all of their
wondrous expectations.
Tomorrow was the day of her wedding. If she could only have the release procedures done tomorrow,
what about her wedding?
Would it have to be postponed?
The Sullivan family expected her to be released today. Hence, they did not change the wedding date.
The invitations had already been sent out, so it was impossible to postpone. However, if the wedding at
twelve in the afternoon couldn’t be delayed, there wouldn’t be time for anything if she left prison at
eleven.
There wouldn’t be time for proper makeup, no time for a nice hairdo. She would have to rush to the
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Did that make sense?
“Hey, I’m a bride that’s getting married at twelve tomorrow, is this appropriate? Will my wedding even
happen?” Emily fumed as she glared at the correctional officer in irritation.
“These are orders from above. Don’t complain to me.” The correctional officer sounded annoyed. ‘
“Do the people outside know? Can I talk to them? At least I can get them to delay my wedding,” Emily
asked as she suppressed her anger.
“I don’t know. No,” said the correctional officer.
At that moment, it was like she had climbed ashore with much difficulty only to be kicked back into the
swamp. It was devastating.
“Why not? This is a wedding, the biggest event of her life! If the people on the outside have no idea,
you should inform them,” May exclaimed darkly.
“Since you know that it’s a huge event, why did you choose to commit crimes at such a crucial time?”
Having said that, the correctional officer simply went into the canteen.
With the bald inmate in the lead, the group of prisoners rolled their eyes at them, enjoying their
misfortune before heading into the dining hall.
“Ahhh!!” Emily kept stomping her feet in anger, veins popping in her neck.
She was genuinely going crazy! Forget overshadowing Xyla. It’d be great if she could even attend the
wedding looking decent!
“Don’t worry. The Sullivan family knows we’re being released so they might have people waiting to
receive us. When they don’t see us, they might realize and think of a solution,” May added.
Emily nodded. Now, she could only put her faith in this. Since it was a decision from the upper
management, it would definitely be futile to look for them. However, the Sullivan family did not send
anyone over.
Everyone was busy preparing for the wedding, hence, no one had time to care whether the mother-
daughter pair had been released.
Jeremy was still furious, so he, too, couldn’t be bothered when the two of them would get home.
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Both sides had only found out around five in the evening after receiving a notice from the detention cell
superintendent. Only then did they know about Emily being released the next day at eleven.
In an instant, it was chaos.
The Sullivan family tried everything to no avail, so they could only call the Quest family to inform them
that the wedding would go on as planned. After that, they contacted the styling team to go and prep
Emily up at the detention center.
***
The next morning.
The Quest mansion was decorated in red banners printed with the word ‘happiness’ by the maids for
Emily’s wedding. The large Quest family home was lively.
Servants were all over the place, busy with work.
Xyla had slept comfortably until she woke up naturally. It was around ten when she opened her eyes.
She leisurely sat up and stretched. Her naturally curly ebony hair fell at her shoulders, gleaming under
the sunlight.