Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 935

Tiana couldn't care less about the gossipers around her.

Her focus wasn't on this sham of a wedding anyway.

She glanced at Whitney, who was also keeping a straight face, and Whitney gave her a knowing look.

Tiana stepped forward, feigning a smile, "Cousin, perfect timing. I need a word with you in private. Let's ditch the paparazzi, shall we?"

Endora knew exactly what Tiana was anxious to discuss. She narrowed her eyes, a cold smirk spreading across her lips.

They walked towards the secluded parts of the manor. As soon as they were out of sight, Tiana swiftly pinned Endora against a wall, her gaze icy, her elbow poised to press against her throat, "I've done everything you threatened me to do. Married Barclay, we're having the wedding today. Where's the antidote for my dad? Hand it over!"

Endora grabbed Tiana's wrist, raising an eyebrow with a sinister laugh, "The antidote? I have it on me. But the wedding hasn't happened yet. I need to see you and Barclay say 'I do' before I can trust you. Then, you'll get your half of the antidote, to save your dear old dad. I'd suggest not making a scene here. Imagine what the press would say if they caught this? Parker would have a field day with you."

Tiana refused to let go, "Show me the antidote now."

Impatient to get into the chapel, Endora reluctantly pulled a half-pill from her sleeve and shoved Tiana away, wary of her snatching it, "See? I have it. But it could easily be crushed. Better do as I say. After all, I don't really care about your father's life."

Tiana's eyes sharpened, confirming the antidote looked exactly like the other half she'd seen before.

As long as it was with Endora, Tiana wasn't worried about it disappearing.

Her heart sank, but her gaze grew determined, with a chilling smile, she stared at Endora, "Endora, you'll get what you want today."

For some reason, her words sent a cold shiver down Endora's spine.

She scoffed, "Of course, it'll be me, not you, who gets what they want! Tiana, from today, I'll make you wish you were never born. I'll be the lady of the Doonan family, and you, think about your miserable future here. Oh, and your little bastard daughter? She'll suffer too."

"Why do you hate me so much, and my daughter?" Tiana's eyes were frosty.

Endora froze, her hatred stemming from Tiana having Parker's child, a constant thorn in her side.

Her eyes flickered, evasively replying, "Hate needs no reason. Your misery highlights my happiness. Parker will be mine, and you'll pay for ever wanting him."

Watching her leave, Tiana didn't move, gently touching the USB drive in her hand.

The contents were enough to turn Endora's triumph into a tragedy today.

So, who would really lose?

Perhaps, they're both losers.

Tiana swallowed her bitterness, clutching her dress, and slowly entered the chapel door, which didn't symbolize happiness for her.

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12:08 PM.

As the music played, Tiana walked towards Barclay like a zombie.

Barclay, noticing her and the elaborately dressed Endora, felt his pride trampled by Tiana's plain appearance and despondent demeanor. Was she trying to show the world her reluctance to marry him?

He vowed to teach her a lesson tonight, his eyes burning with twisted anticipation.

Parker, standing off to the side, watched everything with a sharp eye. Without making a sound, a cruel smirk played at the corner of his mouth, his tongue pressing against the roof of it. He stood there, one hand casually tucked in his pocket. Endora, tears of joy brimming in her eyes, approached him eagerly, exclaiming, "Parker, I can't believe I'm finally getting married to you!"

Parker barely gave her a glance, his expression unmoved.

Endora, feeling slightly awkward, made her way to the altar, standing close to the tall man beside her. Catching a glimpse of Tiana, looking as silent and still as a puppet on the other side, she affectionately called out, "Honey, it's time to exchange rings."

The minister, standing before them, began the vows for the couples.

Turning to Barclay, he asked, "Barclay, do you take this beautiful bride, Tiana, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health?"

Barclay responded loudly, "I do—"

"Hold on!" Parker, lips pursed, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, interrupted Barclay's vow.

A sudden hush fell over the crowd.