Chapter 15 Do I Look Like I Am Joking

The Holten residence stretched across an expansive estate, elegant and timeless, with wedding decorations visible everywhere. On either side of the wedding car stood rows of attendants in coordinated formal dresses, each holding a gift box. "These are all wedding gifts for the Holten family's new bride," someone nearby announced cheerfully. Louisa clutched the door handle tightly, unable to bring herself to open it. Ever since she had seen Elijah, a single thought had been looping through her mind. How could the person she agreed to marry possibly be him? Before she could ask, Flora had already approached with a bright smile. She placed the veil over Louisa's head and guided her into the wedding car. Once inside, the unease only grew stronger. The online friend she had talked to for ten years couldn't possibly be the Holten family's heir. Something had to be wrong. She quietly checked her phone and finally realized the truth. The message hadn't been sent to the pinned profile at