You Had Me, You Lost Me, You'll Never Find Me novel Chapter 154

Sylvia, naturally, had no idea about the drama unfolding within the Wyatt family. She and Julian had already finalized the venue, and the wedding was set to take place in exactly seven days.

As the date approached, Sylvia found herself plagued by a sudden wave of anxiety.

It was an inexplicable sense of dread and panic.

Perhaps it was just pre-wedding jitters that every bride experienced.

She fully trusted Julian's character, responsibility, and reliability. Yet, standing on the precipice of a new chapter in life, she couldn't help but feel a little lost and overwhelmed by the uncertainty of the future.

The day before the wedding, Sylvia suddenly received a text from an unknown number.

"You're getting married. Live a good life."

There was no saved name, but Sylvia instantly knew it was from Valerie.

A tear slipped down her cheek, landing on the screen and blurring the text.

She was getting married.

With her family out of the picture, this was perhaps the only blessing she would receive.

But she had no regrets. She was going to build a beautiful life for herself.

...

On the morning of the wedding, the makeup artists arrived bright and early. Sylvia naturally had a radiant complexion, holding the makeup flawlessly. Even the stylists couldn't help but praise her luminous, stunning skin.

Sylvia stared at her reflection in the mirror, feeling slightly dazed.

Penelope and Ellie had come to keep her company.

Penelope beamed at her. "Look at you, marrying into a wonderful family. I'm going to head to the venue first. Make sure you toss the bouquet to me so I can catch some good luck!"

Ellie's face lit up with excitement. "Me too! I want it too!"

Sylvia chuckled softly. "Deal."

They stayed and chatted for a bit longer before heading out. The bridesmaids, provided by the bridal styling team, would travel with the wedding convoy.

Around 11:00 AM, the wedding cars arrived to pick her up.

The styling team got the call and escorted Sylvia downstairs to wait.

His face drained of color.

The bride had vanished on their wedding day!

If word got out, it would be a colossal scandal, especially since they had invited heavyweights from both the political and business sectors.

"Pull the security footage."

Julian forced himself to stay calm and immediately checked the cameras. He discovered that a nearly identical motorcade had arrived just before them and taken Sylvia away.

The chilling detail was that the fake convoy perfectly mirrored Julian's fleet, save for the massive swaths of blue floral decorations.

Those little blue flowers were forget-me-nots.

One specific name instantly exploded in Julian's mind.

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The banquet hall was only supposed to be a thirty-minute drive away, yet when Sylvia woke up, they were still moving.

"Are we not there yet?"