Sharing Beatrice A Luna to her Stepbrothers

Chapter 519

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers By Alexis Dee Chapter 519

Chapter 509 The Worst Wedding Gift (Beatrice Dismay)

The new mansion was beautiful. Of course, it didn’t have what our old mansion had, but at least it was something where we could live peacefully without the unnecessary visits of the devil.

“Your dress,” a helper brought out a big box where my first dress was lying beautifully. The seamstress was standing by the large mirror, expecting me to like the dresses he had designed just for me. Obviously, she wanted the Luna queen to wear her custom-made gowns.

I went into the bathroom and changed into a white princess gown, walking out to stand in front of the mirror while Reign smiled at me.

“This is pretty,” I complimented, “but I am looking for something more unique,” I said, smiling at the thought of walking down the aisle.

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The men were accompanying Akin for his preparations. I knew Zane had arrived home, but it didn’t matter to us. He can stay all alone there, it is what he deserves.

“Then you must try this one,” the seamstress said, eyeing the helpers as they brought out another box. Reign had been sitting and chugging down champagne ever since we arrived. Shiloh and Jey were transferred to the guesthouse of our new mansion.

But Reign was stressed out about something else, as I could tell.

new dress and wore it, walking out to find Reign’s eyes shining

wasting a minute. Even I liked

your highness?” The seamstress asked me, and with a great head nod, I let her know I loved it. “I will still try the

were about. “Okay,” the seamstress gestured at the helpers to pull the

this one more. It must be special to be

me to open it. With a bright and wide smile covering

towards the exit while Reign got up instantly to

react to it. My whole existence was shattered at the

seamstress, who was shaken up by what was

how she got in there,” the seamstress stammered,

but I couldn’t move. Watching Gwen’s dismembered

I was remembering, but there was a disoriented image of her in my mind. I met her somewhere, and she called for me. I didn’t hear her at the time, but I

a step back

in a state of frenzy but unable to show it with my body language. Soon my

“Beatrice!”

call for me over and over again. I wanted to cry, but no words were coming out of my m*outh. I don’t know how

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