The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 297

Carola patted her shoulder triumphantly. "Don't worry. After today, you will be the legitimate Mrs. Sherwood! Trash like Leilani isn't even fit to tie your shoes!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, clinking their glasses lightly, looking as if victory was already in hand.

...

On the other side, Milford stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, welcoming the guests. Dressed in a sharp suit, he looked distracted.

Milford's gaze swept toward the entrance from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

"Milford, what are you looking at?" Gloria walked over and reminded him in a low voice, "Go with your father to greet his friends. Today is your wedding day. I don't want to say too much, but try to look happy. If people see you looking like this, it's bad for you and for our family!"

Milford withdrew his gaze and gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment.

...

The wedding was about to begin, and the guests took their seats.

The master of ceremonies walked onto the stage and announced with a beaming smile. "Distinguished guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Milford Sherwood and Ms. Tamara Sloan!"

Thunderous applause followed.

Tamara, holding her father's arm, walked slowly down the red carpet toward the stage, a happy smile plastered on her face.

Milford stood on the stage, but his eyes involuntarily swept toward the entrance of the banquet hall again.

It was empty. He lowered his eyes, forcing a bitter smile.

Leilani really didn't come. Maybe that was for the best.

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