The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1186

Frieda then ordered the servant to bring another pair of jadeite bracelets to gift to her.

The bracelets were truly the best among the best. The crystalline, spotless quality of the crystal was not something a normal collector would be able to get with mere money. Not only were the bracelets a symbol of wealth, but they were also a symbol of nobility.

Natalie did not need to take the bracelets herself, for there were maids at the side to keep them for her.

However, Natalie was not delighted by the gift. She was only speechless.

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Meanwhile, on the other side, it was time for the wedding to begin.

Natalie did not see anything different about Samuel from his usual way. Perhaps it was like what Bastien had said: Samuel might have recognized her once, but he could not recognize her every time. Samuel had thought of that body as her, and he had already accepted her death.

Natalie did not resent Samuel for not recognizing her.

She just felt upset.

She was married to Samuel. If not for this scheme, she and Samuel would have had their own wedding.

Maybe it would not be as grand as this one, and maybe it would not have as many distinguished guests as this wedding had, but it was Samuel she was marrying. He was the center of her dream wedding.

Natalie's lashes trembled. She closed her eyes, and a drop of tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

Right as the wedding that everyone had their eyes on was about to start, a deafening gunshot rang out in the hall.

Bang!

Immediately, thick gray smoke appeared in the hall, blurring everyone's vision.

“What's going on?”

“Why is there gunfire?”

“It's an assassination!”

“I can't see anything! I'm doomed! I can't see anything at all!”

The smoke in the hall continued to thicken, and some people started to scream in fear.

No one knew whether they were the target of the assassination or if they would be caught in the crossfire. Even the high and mighty members of the royal family and guests began scurrying everywhere to escape.

In the meantime, Bastien, upon seeing how the wedding he had meticulously planned dissolve into chaos, was heartbroken. It felt as if a clawed hand was gripping his heart tightly, crushing it.

He never thought that his wedding with Natalie would be sabotaged right as he was about to marry her.

Before he could think of who was behind the sabotage, Bastien began looking for Natalie.

His hands swung fervently before him, trying to find Natalie with the silk ribbon that had tied them both together. However, he soon found that the other end of the silk ribbon was on the ground, and the one who was supposed to be there was... gone.

Bastien's heart sank.

Right as he was about to instinctively call out Natalie's name, he abruptly realized his mistake.

The woman he was supposed to marry that day was Lunetta Lovas, not Natalie Nichols. No matter what happened, he must not call out Natalie's real name.

Bastien was filled with regret. He regretted not restricting Natalie more than he had, but there was nothing he could do at that moment; he could only think of a way to keep his father safe.

The guests tried to run out of the hall in the smoke, but they soon realized that the place was locked down.

Meanwhile, Natalie took the opportunity to leave Bastien's side and went to look for Samuel.

She wanted to find Samuel.

She had to have Samuel!

Alas, everyone around her looked similar due to the smoky air. It was difficult to even walk straight, let alone see the features of another person.

Nevertheless, Natalie stubbornly continued to look for Samuel in the crowd.

“I can't find you. Why can't I find you?” Natalie muttered under her breath. “Where... Where are you?”