"Auntie! I want to be the bridesmaid. I'm the bridesmaid..." the fat lady said anxiously.
"Wait! We'll come after replacing the bridesmaid. Get a dress for her, Quick!" Dahlia shouted at the emcee.
"Replace the bridesmaid? It's too late now. The host has gone on the stage, and the guests have already clapped for the third round. You guys have gone too far..." said the emcee anxiously.
"No, I'll be the bridesmaid today. Get me a dress right now." The fat lady pointed at the emcee in an overbearing manner.
The emcee was stunned. She had never seen a bridesmaid with such weight since she started hosting weddings. Wasn't it a shame for the bride to let her be the bridesmaid?"
"You want to be the bridesmaid, huh? Is there any fitted dress for you? " Jacob sneered.
"Bast*rd,
