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William Jones had not reacted to anything so far, but he was slightly agitated when he heard Sophia White’s name. He opened his mouth, as if to ask a question, but when his gaze fell onto Leah Jones, he shut his mouth. There was pain and some struggle in his eyes.
“…There’s some bad blood between Miss Lawrence and Sophia White. Why would she come today when we’ve specifically asked her not to attend? Did any of you give her an invitation?” Leah Jones could not bring herself to say the words ‘grandma’, and her gaze swept across a few people. It lingered on William Jones for quite a while.
An obscure look crossed William Jones’ amber-colored eyes. “It wasn’t me.”
There was some distance between him and sister, after all.
Sophia White had wronged Leah Jones and he should not be thinking about her, nor should he had said those words to Sophia White… Leah had been disappointed with him when she heard those words. It was all his fault.
“It doesn’t matter to me if Sophia White is here, but she does not get along with Miss Lawrence. If she attends the wedding and Miss Lawrence says something to grandpa, he might not be happy,” Leah Jones sighed softly. Worry could be seen in her expression.
Just as she said this, Tiffany Lawrence, who was in her wedding dress, came running over while pulling on her dress.
She was beautiful and had a great body. The expensive wedding dress she wore and the valuable jewelry on her elevated her charisma, but the moment she spoke, the elegance built onto her with money immediately vanished…
“Leah Jones, has that damn slut arrived?”
The sight of her and the words that came out from her mouth caused the Lewis family and Mr. Jones to look unhappy. Many of the guests in the main hall looked out and even the guests who had just come out of the elevator looked at them inconspicuously.
Leah Jones frowned slightly as her gaze swept through everyone’s reaction. A depressed look flashed across her eyes and for a moment, she said nothing.
“I’m f*cking asking you something. Have you gone dumb? You stupid cripple, I f*cking got you to send Sophia White an invitation. Have you done it?” Tiffany Lawrence held on to her dress as she gave the wheelchair a strong kick.
That b*tch Sophia White had always thought of herself as quite capable. Now, she had the opportunity to destroy Sophia White without being found guilty because she was about to marry into a wealthy family.
She wanted Sophia White here to see with her own eyes that Tiffany Lawrence was having a better life than she was. She wanted Sophia White angered to death!
The words ‘stupid cripple’ was like the sharpest knife, stabbing painfully into Leah Jones’ heart. She held on tightly to the handles of her wheelchair as she tried to hide the look of depression in her eyes, but her pretty face was filled with panic.
“Ah!”
The wheelchair moved backward from Tiffany Lawrence’s kick and Leah Jones called out in a flurried panic as she tried desperately to take control of her wheelchair. It could be because of her panic or it could be some other reason, but her wheelchair ended up wheeling across Tiffany Lawrence’s feet.
Tiffany Lawrence’s eye teared up in pain, “F*ck, stupid cripple, you should just die!”
She reacted by moving backward but as her dress was too long, she ended up stepping onto her own wedding dress and staggered backward as she fell with a loud bump, crashing to the floor.
Following that, the wheelchair fell sideways and Leah Jones fell onto her along with the wheelchair.
“What the f*ck!!!” Tiffany Lawrence's tone was crying with pain as she screamed herself hoarse.
Many people had walked out of the main hall to witness this drama.
“Leah, Leah, how are you feeling?” William Jones quickly came forward to grab hold of the wheelchair with a frown on his face. Worry and anger filled his amber eyes.
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