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Return the wedding dress?
Upon receiving a call from Old Madam Jones, a bitter expression instantly crossed Sherry Jonesâs face.
It was the Jones family who had insisted on giving her the wedding dress in the first place.
Just a few hours had passed, and now they wanted it back.
Admittedly, in the eyes of the Jones family, she was merely an outsider who could easily be included or excluded. However, their back-and-forth manipulations left Sherry feeling a touch of sadness.
They summoned her when they wished and dismissed her when they didnât. This was how the Jones family treated her.
However, no matter how poorly the Jones family behaved, as long as she could help White Mitchell, Sherry felt it was worthwhile.
Though the wedding dress was genuinely beautiful, and there wasnât a girl who wouldnât dream of wearing such a gown to marry the one she loved.
But in Sherryâs eyes, the dress was not hers. It belonged to Snowden Jones.
Having it in her possession, she couldnât help but worry about any schemes the Jones family might be plotting.
Therefore, Sherry didnât cherish that wedding dress and immediately agreed to Old Madam Jonesâs request.
After all, even though the wedding dress was beautiful and extremely valuable, it was not as important as a single finger of White Mitchell.
However, Sherry didnât plan to tell White about returning the wedding dress. She knew that if White found out, he would most likely confront the Jones family on her behalf.
Whiteâs safety was now completely dependent on a wedding invitation from an influential person, and at this juncture, she did not want to attract unnecessary problems.
So, early the next morning, Sherry secretly took the wedding dress. While everyone was not paying attention, she slipped out of the house and headed for the Jones familyâs residence.
On the other hand, when Sherry was almost at the Jones familyâs house, the family was already assembled and waiting in the living room.
âMom, itâs almost ten. Why isnât that wretch Sherry here yet? Did she dupe you last night?â Amanda looked up at the time and said discontentedly.
âShe darenât!â
Old Madam Jones slammed her newly purchased dragon-head cane on the floor, demonstrating the familyâs absolute authority.
âWhat wouldnât she dare to do? After all, this is a wedding dress worth tens of millions. Who wouldnât be jealous? Perhaps she is planning to sell it for moneyâ¦â Just as Amanda was about to badmouth Sherry, the doorbell rang outside the villa.
Upon seeing Sherry, Amanda immediately shot her a disdainful look and then, without losing a beat, began to mock: âSo slow! You canât let go of such a nice wedding dress, can you?
Did you ever look at yourself? With such character, are you worthy of such a valuable dress?
This dress is our Snowdenâs. Only our Snowden is good enough for such a special gown. As for you, I see that those street stall clothes worth a few hundred online would be more than good enough for you!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After saying this, Amanda smirked venomously at Sherry, her laughter carrying a strong hint of mockery.
At this point, Snowden didnât even say a word. She directly walked over to Sherry, snatched the wedding dress out of her hands.
After taking the dress, Snowden opened it up and began examining it in detail, acting as if she was afraid Sherry had taken some diamonds off it to sell.
Soon, Snowden frowned, her face flushing red with an uncontrollable rage. She spun around, came straight up to Sherry, and without uttering a single word, slapped her across the face.
Caught off guard, Sherry was hit. She hastily retorted: âWhy are you hitting me!?â
âWhy!?â
With a ferocious look on her face, Snowden roared: âDid you WEAR my wedding dress!? My dress is not something a person like you can wear!?
You really lack self-awareness! Whatâs your status? You think youâre worthy of wearing my wedding dress!?â
Upon hearing this, Amanda, who was standing nearby, her face flared up with extreme fury.
âYou wicked child! You DARED to wear my daughterâs wedding dress? A slap was a light punishment. Let me see if I donât⦠â Amanda charged towards Sherry with her teeth bared and claws out.
Sherry was extremely startled, she stumbled backwards, and tripped. She looked as though she was going to fall.
But at this moment, a pair of broad and powerful arms cradled her securely in his chest.
âBrother?â
Sherry Jones was stunned, looking unbelievingly at the chiseled face of White Mitchell. She had no idea why White would appear at the Jones Familyâs house out of the blue.
No one knew about her plans to return her wedding dress to the Jones Family today.
She believed she had avoided everyone, but she could not escape from White. Heâd installed a tracker on her phone and knew her every move.
Of course, he didnât do this to spy on her, but to prevent any potential mishap from befalling Sherry.
But White hadnât expected to be too late. Seeing the bright red slap mark on Sherryâs face, his heart ached unbearably.
Next, before Sherry could recover, White immediately repelled Amanda, who was baring her teeth and claws, into a corner with one swift movement.
A loud thud echoed, and the entire Jones Familyâs house quivered slightly.
Gulp!
The people from the Jones Family who saw this scene couldnât help but swallow hard; their hearts suspended in their throats.
At this very moment, the most frightened person was Snowden Jones, who had just slapped Sherry.
She silently retreated a few steps back, wishing to seek refuge behind Jacob Bright. But Jacob Bright, facing the overwhelmingly powerful White, was also extremely anxious and kept pushing Snowden forward.
While they were shuffling, White Mitchellâs figure abruptly appeared before Snowden.
Hiss!
Snowden sucked in a breath of cold air. Her pretty face turned instantly pale, her voice trembling as she threatened, âDonâtâ¦donât mess around!
If you hit me, Iâm definitely going to call the policeâ¦Iâll report youâ¦â
âShut up!â
Whiteâs face turned icy as he directly slapped Snowden across the face, leaving a dreadfully clear handprint on her cheek.
An eye for an eye, blood for blood, that was his motto!
Just as White had finished hitting Snowden and Sherry ran over anxiously from behind, hastily grabbing Whiteâs hand.
She worried that if this continued, it would get out of hand. If this incident provoked Snowden to not help her and White get the invitations, it would certainly be a disaster.
To help White, Sherry now had no choice but to stop him.
âBrother, let it go, Iâm alright. Donât make things difficult for them anymore. The wedding dress isnât mine after all. We donât need to stir up trouble. Letâs go,â Sherry tried to persuade him.
Upon hearing these words from Sherry, the anger in Whiteâs eyes vanished instantly. As the people of the Jones Family saw this, they heaved sighs of relief as the sneers resurfaced on their faces.
Seeing this, White sneered coldly and quickly turned his gaze to the diamond wedding dress.
Snowden, who had just been hit, noticed Whiteâs gaze, thoughtlessly hid the diamond wedding dress behind her: âWhite Mitchell, Iâm warning you, donât think about my wedding dress!
This is my, Snowden Jonesâs wedding dress!â
âYour wedding dress!?â Upon hearing this, White scoffed, his eyes dancing with a cruel light.
Seeing this, Snowdenâs heart thumped wildly. Honestly, if White demanded the dress today, nobody in the entire Jones family could stop him.
Just as Snowden was gripped by fear, Sherry sighed in resignation and continued to urge White, âBrother, letâs go.â
Upon hearing this, the cruel light in Whiteâs eyes finally dimmed.
He didnât want to see Sherry looking troubled. So, he chose not to forcefully take the dress. However, this didnât mean the Jones Family could keep the wedding dress he custom-made for Sherry in peace!
With this in mind, Whiteâs gaze turned icy as he emotionlessly said: âSince youâre all asking for trouble, just wait and watch!
Iâll make you learn that what belongs to me canât be taken if I donât give permission!!!â