Amanda struggled to wrap her head around a strange idea that was beginning to grow.
But soon, Snowden Jones's words thoroughly extinguished that thought in her mind.
"Mom, what's so strange about it? October 1st is a holiday, many people get married on this day. But the audacity of White Mitchell to set his wedding on this date, it's quite a cheek." Snowden sneered.
"You mean...White Mitchell knew the VIP's wedding date in advance and deliberately scheduled his own wedding on the same day?" Amanda asked, stunned.
Snowden Jones laughed coldly: "What's so strange about that? Hasn't White Mitchell, that presumptuous bastard, been bluffing all this while?
He must have learned about the VIP's wedding date and purposely arranged his own on the same day, trying to pass off fish eyes for pearls.
If we hadn't discovered it now, he would probably claim that he is that VIP at that time!
He should take a good look at himself. What does the VIP's wedding have to do with him?"
