Dolly took Sami to the second floor of the villa.

There are several rooms here, all for guests to rest.

Dolly pulled Sami into the first room, took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt for him.

"Sami, I'm so jealous seeing my big brother and sister-in-law's wedding. What about the day I can wear a beautiful wedding dress and be your bride too?"

Dolly unbuttoned Sami's shirt one by one and slid her fingers down a little, teasing with abandon.

She whined and pouted in her voice, her eyes full of teasing.

Sami breathed heavily and reached out to hold her hand down, his voice dark, "Dolly, stop it."

"What's wrong Sami, after last night's fuss, you can't do it today? Looks like I have to make more tonic soup for you usually."

Dolly leaned into his arms, pushed his hands away, and continued to tease with a smile.

Sami's throat rolled involuntarily as he thought about how indulgent the women were in bed last night.

He brought her into his arms, his eyes full of desire, "Saying I can't? Dolly, don't you regret it."

Dolly giggled and dodged him, "Okay, no more fooling around, it's big brother's wedding today, I'll go get your dress."

Sami wrinkled her eyebrows and glanced down, "You just finish teasing?"

Dolly laughed delicately and pushed him toward the inner bathroom.

"Okay, go take a cold shower to lower your fire, later your parents will probably be looking for you."

"Dolly, you've gone bad."

"Giggle, well, I will serve you tonight, go take a cold shower."

Dolly pushed Sami into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, she ruffled the big wavy curls around her ears, the corners of her mouth curled up in a cold smile.

When she left the room, she dropped a brooch to the floor and then walked away quickly.

In the bridal lounge on the first floor of the villa.

Violet and Louis got tired of each other for a while, and Louis left.

Violet looked at herself in the glasses and noticed that her lipstick had been rubbed off by someone, so she took out her makeup bag to fix her makeup.

The thought of Louis pulling out two of her own hair made her ponder.

Why did Louis pull out his own hair? Did he have doubts about who his real father was?

Louis and David's phone call last night flashed through my mind.

Violet's heart suddenly ebbs and flows a bit.

Her real father, could it be ......

"Isaac, wait a minute, I want to talk to you."

A woman's cry suddenly came from outside the door.

Violet froze, her eyebrows furrowed.

The voice is familiar.

It's Dolly's voice.

She's calling Isaac Griffith.

Could it be that Dolly is still thinking about Isaac Griffith?

Violet couldn't sit still, and got up in a hurry to open the door of the room with the hem of her wedding dress.

She glanced around and found Dolly pulling a man up the stairs.

The man's silhouette is Isaac Griffith.

Violet's face went cold, and she followed with her skirt.

Today is her wedding day, and she doesn't want Dolly to make any more bad things happen in front of so many people.

Violet went up to the second floor with quick steps.

The promenade was silent.

Violet was wondering where Dolly had taken someone when she kicked something under her foot.

She moved her feet, bent slightly, and picked up something from the ground.

It is the exclusive brooch for the best man.

Violet's red lips pursed as she glanced at the door to one side of the room.

The door of the room was hidden, and with a slight hesitation, she pushed it open.

"Isaac? Are you in there?"

The other side.

Esther watched Amara's face harden, her breath catch slightly, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? Shall I take you upstairs to take a rest?" Amara just felt a dull pain in her chest.

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