Chapter 650

Trystan gave a slight smirk. "Of course, we'll continue." Megan let out a sigh of relief, "Trys, I'm so glad you believe me. It's all Bethany's scheme." She felt a weight being lifted off her shoulders. She needed to focus on getting through today and ensuring that her wedding with Trystan went smoothly. Trystan suddenly looked toward the entrance of the hall. "Well, it seems we have another guest." She quickly turned around to see an old man in a worn-out police uniform. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with one leg crippled and a cane in hand. She had never seen this old policeman before and immediately asked, "Who is this? Did we invite him?" Bianca frowned. "I feel like I've seen him somewhere before." Bethany and Jenny, sitting among the guests, also spotted this man who didn't belong at the wedding. "Mrs. Lawson, don't you remember me?" The old policeman walked up to the stage and stood straight in front of Bianca. Bianca had a nagging feeling that she had seen