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Crystal returned to her home after five years only to get caught up in the murder charges of her supposed husband, Edward Fitzgerald, also the CEO of Fitzgerald Corporation.

To her surprise, she was set free the next day, something she didn't expect to happen anytime soon, and, the crime was confessed by the actual criminal, at least so she believed. 

Embedded within conspiracies, she reaches home to find out her father passed away in an accident and her mother blames Crystal entirely for everything bad in her life. 

Disappointed and uncertain about the turn out of events, Crystal decides to join hands with Caleb to find answers for her father's death. 

With each unfolding layer, she discovers a strange truth linking from her past that shatters her piece by piece until she starts to question the validation of every person in her life. 

Her blooming romance with Caleb has a face-off once every possible evidence of Edward's death, starts pointing towards him. 
 

In the face-off between love and trust, both Caleb and Crystal hunt down to a complete different connection between Crystal's strange family tree and Edward's death. 

Overcoming their trust issues, both Caleb and Crystal work together to hunt down the criminal when an unexpected turn of events take place. 

Dead walks out of graves and conspiracy unspiral to strangle throats. 

Innocents are villains and villains have to be killed. 

But in the tangled web of lies, how to figure out, who is the Joker and who is the king?

The Return of The Runaway Bride

"Hi Mrs. Fitzgerald, I thought you'd not come." Crimson acted all cutesy. Mr. Baker stomped her on the foot. "Ouch"

She understood what she had said wrong. "I mean welcome to the party Aunty,"

Cassandra rolled her eyes, "For one thing that dress, how can you run your mouth around about anything you don't know?"

"Oh come on Aunty look at it, the dress looks like some poly bag wrap, doesn't it girls." Crimson said, while all her friends laughed. "Hilarious, she is wearing it with those puffed sleeves, I mean if she wouldn't, her flabby arms would reveal what an old hag she is,"

"Is that so?" Cassandra commented while Katherine, Albert, and Norman noticed Caleb disappear to the exit to attend to some matters.

"Do you know what that material is called?" Cassandra's voice echoed. "For your information, that dress, this dress is one of my finest collections, I hand stitched it to make it one of its kind."

42. Flowers for the Birthday Girl