Chapter 8

I lowered my head and pressed the Bluetooth earpiece connected to the police, whispering:

"You can make the arrest now."

In the next second, the police burst through the doors, surrounding the bride and groom.

Granger furrowed his brow, not understanding what was happening.

A flicker of panic flashed in Scarlett's eyes, quickly replaced by shock.

As the guests exchanged bewildered glances, the police produced a warrant.

"Ms. Sterling, you're under arrest for attempted murder. Please cooperate with us."

"Mr. Frost, you're suspected of disturbing public order, intentionally causing bodily harm, and dereliction of duty. We ask for your cooperation as well."

Granger's head reeled from the string of charges. In his panic, his eyes met mine in the audience.

"Felicity, is this your doing?!" he roared at me, seemingly about to lunge, but was firmly restrained by the police.

They were both taken away by the officers and escorted to the interrogation room.