The Substitute Bride

Placing the orange juice in front of Sula, Sheryl said with a friendly smile, "Please have this. You're pregnant now. Tea isn't good for you."

Her considerateness took Sula by surprise and she returned the kindness with a polite smile. "Thank you, Sheryl."

With a smile, Sheryl turned to George, wanting to get straight to the point. "I actually invited you here to discuss about the wedding arrangement. We've already worked out the stage rendering and it's almost ready. But as for the floral patterns and some other details, I want to inquire about Miss Piao's opinion. After all, a wedding ceremony is most important to a woman. I'm sure Miss Piao wants to have a memorable wedding."

With that, she handed the stage rendering to Sula. Since George filled her in about his fiance's requirements, she came up with a theme designed for them. When Sula went over it, she was quite satisfied.

With an approving smile, she praised, "I finally understood why George insisted on having you organize our wedding. You really have an eye for it."

"What do you think about the layout?" Sheryl's diplomatic smile was pristine.

"I love it," Sula replied with a nod. A thought suddenly occurred to her, making her frown. "But there are only a few days left. Are you sure we can pull this off?"

"Please don't worry about that," Sheryl reassured with a smile. "Now that I took this job, I won't let you down. I promise you that you're going to have a grand wedding."

"That's good to hear!" she sighed with relief. "As for the flowers, I think the roses will do. I don't really have any special requirements for the other parts, so I believe you can handle what's left. I will just leave the rest to you."

"Alright, understood," Sheryl nodded. The three went on to discuss the wedding. A

smile, he proceeded, "After everything that's happened, I've found that revenge is a rather small thing. It doesn't truly matter in the grander scheme of things. All I truly want to do now is take good care of Sula and the unborn baby. She's done too much for me these past few years so...I can't fail her again."

"That's good to hear." Sheryl's grateful smile turned hearty. "Nothing is more important than family. I am glad you realized this."

Putting on a big smile, George excused himself, "Sula is waiting for me. I got to go."

As she observed George's receding figure, she suddenly felt bad for Holley. 'If she had cherished him, they would have lived happily ever…

But…'

Releasing a bitter laugh, she thought, 'It's too late.'

While Sheryl intended to forgive Holley and have a talk with her, Holley racked her brains just to plot against her. When Holley finally got a number, she made a call after some hesitation.

"Hello?

Who am I speaking to?" A familiar voice resounded from the other end of the line.

A vicious smile appeared on Holley's face as she cut to the chase. "It doesn't matter who I am. I just want to know if you still want to get back at Autumn."