Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0090

I folded my lips, resisting the urge to let out a groan as Grace added finishing touches to my make up. She had been adding finishing touches to my make up and dress for the past hour. "Grace."I groaned, unable to keep mute anymore. "What are you still doing?!

"Finishing touches."

"Finishing touches."

We said at the same time and Grace burst out laughing. "Relax. Didn't you say you wanted to go late. I'm making good use of your lateness"

"Yes, I wanted to go Kate but now I'm way too late. I bet the event would have ended by now."

Grandma Doris sent me the invite and it was well past the time stated there. I was now three hours late.

"You're taking so long on this makeup, I don't want it to be heavy. What if it rains? To be honest, my butt was already hurting and it felt sore from sitting on the stool, even though it was cushioned. "It isn't heavy and it won't rain," she muttered absentmindedly.

"Grace" she interrupted me.

'Finally done." Grace drew back and smiled at her handiwork, "Now you can stop squirming and groaning," she met out a small laugh.

I huffed as I stood up from the chair. I pulled up the song flowy gown Grace made me wear and marched to the mirror. My lips parted as I stared at myself in the mirror. Saying I looked stunning was an understatement.

time on didn't look like

find Grace smirking at me. You like what you

my hair into. Even though the

it," she looked at me, a soft

I looked at myself in

wrapped gift I had gotten for Grandma Doris. "Now you should get going before the event actually ends." She walked me up to the door and held my purse and the gift for me as I put on

fun, love" Grace waved at me as pulled my

her a kiss which she returned.

for a while before she finally went inside the

time. Besides, by then, lots of guests would have arrived so the likes of Mark and Dora that I didn't want to have any contact with during the party would be busy entertaining the guests or being entertained by

Doris would call and clearly express her displeasure

her.

Torres' mansion. There were luxurious cars scattered about because the parking lot was filled to the brim with cars. It could only mean one thing, the party

spot to park my car and made my way to their enormous and

Doris, Mark and Dora from the crowd and know how

unfortunately, as I was quietly passing through the garden, I was halted

tipped my head back and groaned. "Why did they have to have their argument on the path I

decided to walk a bit closer to see who they were. Perhaps, they were people that