Now, back in the chapel, the officiant’s voice echoed:
“If anyone here has reason why these two should not be joined in marriage—”
“WAIT!”
Noah’s voice rang out.
The room froze.
Lucas turned, stunned.
“Noah? What’s wrong?”
“You can’t marry her,” Noah said, shaking. “She’s lying. She’s planning to hurt you.”
Gasps rippled through the church.
Victoria laughed nervously.
“He’s just scared of having a new mom.”
But Noah didn’t stop.
“I heard you talking to Aaron. I saw the insurance policy. You’re planning an accident.”
Silence.
Then—Victoria snapped.
“You little brat,” she hissed, her mask slipping. “You’ve ruined everything.”
Lucas stared at her, horrified.
That was the moment he saw the truth.
The wedding was called off. Victoria ran.
Police were called.
And as officers arrived, a man tried to flee the church—tall, dark-haired, with a scar above his eyebrow.
Noah recognized him instantly.
“That’s him,” he whispered. “That’s Aaron.”
He was arrested before he could escape.
Victoria vanished—but the truth didn’t.
In the weeks that followed, the full story came out.