Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 351 The small chapel was only a few minutes from the mansion, but the trip there would be made with all the pomp a family like ours deserved. A row of classic cars was parked in front of the main entrance. There was a silver Rolls-Royce Phantom, two vintage Bentleys, and a classic 1950s Mercedes, all impeccably restored and decorated with white ribbons and small floral arrangements. y stood beside me, making the final adjustments to my dress with professional precision.

She carefully arranged every fold of the train, making sure the fabric wouldn't get caught in the car door when I stepped out. Her hands moved with meticulous care, as if she were preparing a work of art. "Done," she said, stepping back to admire the result. "You look perfect." The uniformed drivers waited respectfully, and I saw Bianca heading toward the second car with Sarah and Tori. Everything around us moved in an elegant, coordinated flow, like a perfectly rehearsed dance. Zoey was about to follow the others when I called her. "Come with me," I said, holding out my hand.

"Annie, you're supposed to arrive alone," Zoey protested, even though her eyes betrayed how much she wanted to say yes. "This is your special moment." "But I want to arrive with my sister," I said simply, feeling the weight of those words. "I can't imagine this moment without you by my side." Zoey looked at me for a long second, her eyes filling with tears she tried hard to hold back. Without saying a word, she motioned to Bianca to let her know she'd be riding with me, then climbed into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce. Fitting my dress into the car turned into an engineering challenge.

The train seemed to have a life of its own, spilling in every direction. Zoey had to squeeze herself into the corner of the seat, laughing softly as we tried to organize yards of fabric and lace without wrinkling anything. "You just had to pick the dress with the biggest train in the whole shop, didn't you?" she teased, carefully tugging at a piece of fabric that had gotten stuck under her shoe. "I wanted to make an impression," I replied, finally settling in properly. "And apparently I succeeded.

fit in the car." "It'll be interesting to see how you manage to walk down the aisle without tripping," Zoey laughed, adjusting the folds of the dress one more time. The engine purred softly as we started down the road leading to the chapel. Through the windows, I watched

stupid, and chocolate solves most marital problems," she said, pausing dramatically. "I learned that after an epic fight with Christian over who finished the milk." 1/3 I laughed

disagreeing. It's about choosing to work things out and move forward together. It's about... osing each other every single day." She paused, gazing out the window for a moment before continuing. "There will be days when you'll want to strangle Nate. Days when he'll do something that irritates you beyond reason. But if you stop

the question that truly terrified me. "And about... motherhood?" I asked softly. "Zoey, I'm scared to death. Two babies on the way, and as happy as I am... I have no idea what I'm doing." Zoey's expression softened immediately, filled with understanding. "Annie, do you really think anyone knows what they're doing?" she asked gently. "I was terrified when I found out I was pregnant with

inside, it was pure, controlled panic," Zoey admitted with a quiet laugh. "But you know

my own emotions swell in my chest, tears beginning to blur my vision. Zoey took my hands in hers, her voice growing steadier, warmer. "I'm absolutely certain you're going to be an amazing mother. Maybe after me and our mom... but definitely top three," she said, making me laugh through my tears. "Because before anything else, you've always been the best sister in the world.