The wedding of Clare, the eldest son of the Hipps Group who had been single for many years, was a lively affair.
The wedding scene was full of climaxes, keeping everyone on their toes.
Social media platforms were constantly updating with hot searches.
First, “Pregnant Woman Accuses Clare of Being a Jerk!”
Then, “Clare Denies Knowing the Pregnant Woman!”
Next, “Pregnant Woman with a Pillow Pretending to Be Pregnant to Frame Clare!”
Then, “Fake Pregnant Woman Directed by Someone to Ruin Clare’s Reputation!”
Finally, “Fake Pregnant Woman Tearfully Apologizes to the Hipps Family!”
This series of hot searches was as exciting as a prime-time TV drama.
The onlookers were thoroughly entertained.
“I don’t even watch TV dramas anymore; I just follow Clare’s wedding.”
“Oh my God, what’s going on? How can there be so many issues with a wedding?”
“This is ridiculous!”
“That woman named Rachael is a well-known socialite. Tsk tsk, gold digger.”
“She looks so sharp and mean, haha.”
“Look at her crying and apologizing as if she’s the victim. Clearly, Clare is the victim here.”
Meanwhile, two other hot searches were trending about the bride.
“Clare’s Wedding Dress is Stunning!”
“This Toasting Dress is Gorgeous!”
Everyone admired Mollie’s beauty while enjoying the food and discussing her dresses.
“This toasting dress is absolutely beautiful. How can it look so good?”
“This wedding dress is heavenly!”
Just as everyone was heatedly discussing, X Group’s official platform posted, “Thank you all for liking our chief designer X’s limited edition wedding dress and toasting dress. These two outfits are exclusive, the only ones in the world. Thank you for your love. On behalf of designer X, we thank you and look forward to bringing you more beautiful designs in the future.”
They also attached two photos of Mollie wearing the wedding dress and the toasting dress.
This news quickly went viral.
Netizens frantically commented, “Only one set in the world? Are you kidding?”
“I’m so jealous. I want designer X to custom-make a set for me too.”
“Did Clare save the galaxy? To be treated so well by designer X.”
Many netizens knew that Sylvia was actually designer X. They couldn’t help but tell those who didn’t know, “Don’t you know? Miss Andrews is Clare’s niece, and she is designer X!”
“So she custom-made it for her aunt!”
“I’m even more envious now.”
At the Hipps manor.
After the wedding, since Mollie was pregnant, they didn’t plan a honeymoon trip.
Clare held her hand apologetically, “After the baby is born safely, I’ll make up for the honeymoon trip.”
Mollie didn’t mind, “I’m not in good condition now. If we go out, who knows what might happen? We can go later.”
She was already wearing maternity clothes, loose and comfortable.
She walked up to Sylvia and said gratefully, “Sylvia, thank you. The wedding dress and the toasting dress you designed for me are so beautiful. I feel like I don’t deserve them!”
“A woman is most beautiful when she’s a bride. So she deserves beautiful clothes! You’re even more beautiful than the dresses.” Sylvia smiled and took her hand. “Auntie, you’ve had a long day. Let me check your pulse.”
She placed her fingers on Mollie’s wrist. After a while, she withdrew her hand. “You’re a bit tired. Don’t strain yourself. Go rest in your room.”
Mollie nodded in agreement and went upstairs to rest after greeting Queena.
At that moment, Sylvia’s phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID; it was Franklin.
“Hello, what’s up?”
“It’s open. The jar is open. I’m coming to the Hipps Family to find you.” Franklin’s deep, magnetic voice came through the phone.
Sylvia’s eyes lit up, “Really? That’s great. What’s inside?”
Franklin couldn’t help but smile at her excited tone, “You’ll know when I get there. Wait for me.”
He hung up the phone directly. Sylvia pouted; what a tease.
Bored of waiting for Franklin, she sat in the living room playing with her phone. Soon she saw a tall and handsome man striding towards her.
The man brought in a chill from outside. Sylvia stood up and took his hand, “Is it cold outside?”
Franklin held her warm little hand in return, “So you’re going to warm my hands?”
Sylvia glanced at him with a smile, “Where’s the thing? What’s in the jar?”
Franklin took out the jar and opened it. Sylvia curiously looked at its contents, “Is this… crystal?”
Inside were several pieces of purple crystal-like ice.
Her mind flashed back to something she had seen in a diary, “Puppet Crystal”! Could this be the Puppet Crystal mentioned in the diary?
But what is its purpose? What is it used for?
Sylvia picked up a piece to examine under the light. The purple crystal was clear and beautiful.
But after looking at it for a while, she started feeling dizzy.
If Franklin hadn’t been holding her, she might have collapsed.
This purple crystal was so strange…
Franklin helped her sit on the sofa and said seriously, “You must have noticed that this crystal has a strong magnetic field. Staring at it for too long makes you dizzy. I don’t know if it’s emitting some radioactive substance or what. Be careful.”
“It’s amazing that such a thing exists.” Sylvia put the purple crystal back in the jar. “No wonder it’s stored in such a tightly sealed jar. I need to study what material it is.”
“Be careful. Don’t let it mesmerize you.” Franklin looked at her worriedly. “This purple crystal is very strange… don’t push yourself.”
“I know.” Sylvia smiled warmly. “I’ll be careful.”
Thinking about the purple crystal, she didn’t keep Franklin at the Hipps Family. The man kissed her forehead lightly, “I’m a bit jealous of this purple crystal.”
“Oh, go away and don’t delay my work.” Sylvia pushed him away and hurried upstairs.
The man left reluctantly.
Sylvia didn’t dare open the purple crystal again but returned to her room to continue researching.
She was eager to unravel the mystery of the purple crystal.
But apart from mentions in the diary about Puppet Crystal, there was no other information.
Frustrated, she sat on the floor surrounded by books.
What does Puppet Crystal mean?
What is its connection to this purple crystal?
She decided to conduct an experiment with the purple crystal.
It was late at night. She ran to the yard despite it being winter and freezing cold, hoping to catch a mouse for her experiment.
After searching for a while without finding one, she returned to her room.
So cold!
The heated room was warm. She stomped her feet and went into the living room. Passing by the kitchen, she remembered that earlier in the evening, the servant had bought some crucian carp to make soup for Mollie tomorrow.
She went to the kitchen, grabbed one crucian carp, put it in a basin of water, and took it upstairs.
She took a bit of purple crystal powder and threw it into the basin. The clear water turned slightly purple.
The lively crucian carp gradually lost its vitality and eventually flipped over dead!
Sylvia: “…”
She couldn’t figure out what effect or function this crystal had.
Damn it! She would catch a mouse tomorrow instead.
She threw the dead fish into the trash can.
At the Fox family estate, Dariel stood grandly in the winter night with villas scattered around exuding an air of solemnity unique to large families.
Lara supported Donald towards his bedroom while speaking worriedly, “Daddy, ever since you fell seriously ill a few months ago, your health has been deteriorating. Should I arrange for a doctor to give you a check-up?”
It was just attending Clare’s wedding at Hipps Family. Donald seemed exhausted.
Donald shook his head, “No need. I know my own body.”
Lara was still concerned, “Our family can’t do without you! Daddy, how about… I have a friend who works at a hospital; I can ask her to get some health supplements for you?”
Donald smiled warmly at her concern, “You’ve grown up without me realizing it and now care about your daddy.”
Lara opened his bedroom door for him, “Daddy, it’s late; you should rest.”
“You too,” Donald said as he walked into his room and closed the door behind him.
He sat heavily on his soft bed and exhaled deeply.
After resting for a while, he went to wash up in the bathroom.
Lara found it increasingly strange; her daddy used to be quite robust. What happened? She remembered hearing he had been seriously ill but didn’t allow any visitors.
He stayed in a sanatorium for a long time before returning home.
During that time, only Uncle Louis accompanied and cared for him.
Thinking of this, Lara went directly to Louis’ room on the third floor and knocked on his door, “Uncle? Uncle?”
After knocking several times without a response, she looked towards the study where she saw lights on.
So she went to the study door and was about to knock when she heard Louis’ voice inside, “My brother is too stubborn; he won’t listen to my advice. The matter from back then should have been let go long ago. Unfortunately…”