Chapter 20

The confrontation ended without answers. Although Ethan had let her off the hook for now, the doubt in his heart only deepened. Celeste used to be this timid, soft-spoken girl, barely able to form a complete sentence. But now? Just now, she spoke clearly and confidently-breaking things down from petty grievances to big family matters without missing a beat. That calm, sharp attitude? Nothing like the old fearful Celeste. Something was definitely off about her years in prison. He'd need to look into what really happened during that time. Meanwhile, inside the bride's dressing room, the door was shut tight. "We've totally been played by that woman. This whole resurrection drama? Please, that's just fearmongering nonsense," April snapped, slamming her hand on the table. "Oliver, wasn't she supposed to be the eldest daughter-in-law from your god-grandfather's family or something? Why's she dragging us into her mess?" Oliver hadn't said a word since they got back, silently sitting on the co