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Chapter 82 The Forgotten Bride
Author: Anderson José
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Katrina, the Forgotten Bride, made her way through the crowd with some difficulty due to her wedding dress. A few bridesmaids helped her with the train.

She approached James, ignoring the traditions of the ceremony.

"Hey, don't they say it's bad luck for the bride and groom to meet outside the altar?" Karl teased.

Katrina didn't care. Seeing the large number of luxury vehicles and a few helicopters parked on the lawn, she was overwhelmed with surprise.

This wasn't planned!

When she saw Mark and Briana, she rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things.

"JAMES! What am I seeing over there? Briana and the Pauper?"

"SHHH!" James gave the indiscreet bride a gentle push.

Who still dares to call Mark by the nickname the Vasconcelos family gave him in disdain?

Mark and Briana gave the losing couple just one glance.

"My dear bride and groom, it seems clear who the winner is, huh?" Mark asked with unmistakable pleasure.

"We didn't establish a prize if you won," James admitted with
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