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mistress of the Quinsley Family, Emily Quinsley, would marry

a perfect match, a

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and celebrities. It was a grand scene that peop

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or five people. She was wearing a custom-made pure white wedding dress. The

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t, it will be your turn soon."

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on a blind date with that idiot from the Yarnell family." When Em

ightened. It can't be, right? Grandfather won't be

ey Family, Jaxon Quinsley, came in quick

ile. She stood up like a princess and snatched

grab her father's arm and sl

dding bouquet." Emily Quinsley deliberately swept her gaze ov

superiority in front of her. Emma really hated that she did not p

y. She did not understand why

hat the grandfather was going to arrange a blin