Chapter 54 Agnes was sitting there, all chilled.
The feast kicked off in no time.
With the music blaring, the lights in the banquet hall suddenly dimmed. Jenny, arm in arm with Elton, strolled up to the stage along a plush, roseâred carpet.
Jenny had switched to an uberâluxe wedding gown.
Both of them were total lookers and seemed like a match made in heaven.
Agnes overheard some hushed whispers from the next table: âWhoâd have thought Elton would pop the question so young? I wonder whose daughter this Jenny is. I havenât seen her folks around.â
âI reckon theyâre tying the knot âcause theyâve got a bun in the oven. Why else would they get engaged before even graduating?â
âI heard Elton was once betrothed to the Pritchard familyâs daughter. The Taylors and the Pritchards have always been thick as thieves, but there were no Pritchards in sight at Eltonâs engagement today.â
Jenny and Elton were now on stage.
The host asked some questions about their love story, all in good humor.
But most of the time, it was only Jenny answering. Elton was giving her the cold shoulder.
Agnes couldnât shake the feeling that Eltonâs eyes were glued to her.
ww The host announced the start of the feast, and the big screen behind the stage started rolling photos of Jenny and Elton.
Just as Elton and Jenny were about to leave the stage, a recording suddenly blared from the big screen: âPatrick, I need you to forge a sixâweek pregnancy result for me. Iâll give you half a million, but you must keep it confidential.â
âJenny, weâre doctors. We canât do that.â
âIâm telling you, with that result, I can marry into the Taylor family. Once I become their daughterâinâlaw, Iâll hand over five percent of the Taylor Groupâs shares to you. Think about it; this could be the fortune you could never earn in your lifetime.â
âBut the result is a lie, Jenny. How can you marry into a rich family based on a lie? If it gets out, wouldnât it implicate me and the hospital?â
âDonât worry. Iâll need you to stage a fake miscarriage for me. If I didnât have the confidence, would I come to you? Isnât the billions of assets in the Taylor Group worth you taking a risk?â
The entire banquet hall fell into pinâdrop silence. The host was taken aback and flummoxed.
Jennyâs face turned ashen. She was frozen. Because the voice in the recording was hers.
She was just interacting with the host, and now the dialogue in the recording was too damning.
All eyes were on her.
The banquet hall was thick with tension.
âWhat the hell is going on? Mr. Taylorâs brideâs name is Jenny, right?â
âThat voice in the recording sounds exactly like the brideâs.â
âHoly cow, this woman actually schemed her way into marrying Mr. Taylor. Total brainbox.â
âThis brideâs got guts, laying a trap for the Taylors in public view. She isnât even married into the Taylor family yet, and sheâs already eyeing the Taylor Groupâs shares. Sheâs a real piece of work; she even directed her own drama.â
âBut who did this bride piss off? Who would release the recording at this time, spoiling her plan?â
Eltonâs gaze fell on Jennyâs face.
Jenny was clearly in a panic, blurting out, âElton, this isnât true. Someoneâs setting me up!â
Jenny turned around and locked eyes with Agnes.
Fury etched on her face, she yelled, âItâs Agnes! It has to be her setting me up. The recording is fake. We really did have a baby.
It was after Agnes pushed me down the stairs that the baby was lost. You were the one who carried me to the hospital. You should know. It must be Agnes who is jealous of me and framing me!â