"What are you doing here?" Holley asked, glaring acidly at Sheryl.
"I organized George's wedding ceremony," Sheryl replied with a shrug.
"I see..." A sneer flashed across Holley's face. "I wondered why I had run into you here that night. You already knew, didn't you?"
"Yes," Sheryl admitted. "I was organizing the wedding site for George that night."
"You are on his side," Holley said through her gnashed teeth. She mocked herself on the inside. 'Donna knows about my past. Why would she ever give me the money and the company?
I was naive to think that I would get what I want. How stupid of me!'
Sheryl's eyes were on Holley as she said nonchalantly, "I'm just doing my job."
"Get out of my way!" Holley shouted at Sheryl brashly. She didn't want to waste time on her sister anymore. "I am going to ask him whether he forgets our promises. I want to know how he had the heart to desert me," she seethed.
"I will not let you in," Sheryl said as she stepped forward and stood between Holley and the entrance. "If I were in your shoes, I would turn around and leave. You already know the answers. Why bother asking?
Besides, his answers don't matter anymore. He is married now. Why do you want to rush in there and make a fool out of yourself?"
"That's none of your business!" Holley snapped, staring at Sheryl with hatred in her eyes. "This is between George and me. Get lost!"
"That's not gonna happen," Sheryl replied in a calm, but decisive tone. "Let it go. There is nothing you can do now."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Holley asked in a reproachful tone. "You could have told me that night. If you had, then I would have had the chance to get him back instead of standing here like a fool. Why did you do this to me?"
"Even if I had told you, nothing would have changed," Sheryl retorted calmly. "This is the result of your actions. Besides, this was all George's idea and he asked me not to tell you anything. So I couldn't really betray his trust."
"But I am your sister!" Holley blurted out. "Shouldn't you have been on my side?"
"Oh, yeah?" Sheryl snorted. "I remember how much someone refused to admit that I am her sister. Did you change your mind?"
You always think that others owe you. Three years ago, you thought that I caused Mom's death. Now you think that Sula stole George from you."
"You're wrong!" Holley snapped. "Don't waste my time. Let me in. I am gonna settle this with him."
"No," Sheryl said, with no mercy in her eyes. Donna had entrusted this matter to her and she did not want to fail her. She tried to persuade her sister. "You and George are over, Holley. So stop pestering him. If you broke in, you would not only put him in a difficult spot, but also embarrass yourself.
You wouldn't be able to change anything even if I let you in. Do you think that George is still that man who would do anything you asked of him? He has changed." Sheryl saw the stubborn look in Holley's eyes and decided to tell her the truth. "I'll be honest with you. It was George's idea to hold the wedding. Moreover, it was his idea to invite you here."
Watching Holley's face darken, she continued, "He wanted you to see him get married and he would never let you ruin his wedding. Even if you manage to get inside, he has hired bodyguards to stop you. Do you think you can mess up the ceremony?"
She let out a scornful laugh and went on, "He wanted you to watch him marry another woman. It's his way of getting his revenge on you."
"No, it can't be," Holley uttered with a rattled expression. Shaking her head, she looked at Sheryl in disbelief. Emotionally, she argued, "You are a liar. George would never do this to me."
"I am telling you the truth," Sheryl said in a solemn tone. "Sula is carrying his child. He is dying to get rid of you."
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