Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0236

NARRATOR'S POV

ONE YEAR LATER

The wedding preparations were in full swing, and Sydney rushed into the dressing room like a whirlwind, and her eyes were immediately drawn to the center of the room where Grace stood, resplendent in her wedding dress.

"Grace!" Sydney exclaimed, her initial frown melting into a beaming smile as she took in the breathtaking sight in front of her.

Grace turned away from the mirror, surrounded by a swarm of cloth. fitters, each one of them pinning and adjusting the folds of her wedding dress, and the many layers of the ivory satin and lace flowing around her like a dress from a fairy tale.

Grace had designed the dress herself, because she wanted something that would be the best of the best. An epitome of both elegance and sophistication. Indeed, it was a masterpiece, with six seamstresses and fitters carefully tending to every detail on her body.

A few hairstylists also hovered around Grace's head, working their fingers around the strands and twisting and curling everything on her hair that they could lay their hands on.

"Oh my gosh, you look stunning!" Sydney exclaimed. Her eyes sparkled with admiration as she stepped closer and clapped her hand over her heart to show how awed and grateful she felt for finally seeing Grace in that dress she'd dreamed of.

Grace blushed proudly. She was also unable to contain her

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a little dance where she

she giggled. Her

a soft chuckle,

something else. "The makeup artist

lips as she rolled her eyes

not today..." she lamented, her shoulders

on her friend's face and God knows she understood better than anyone how much all of this meant to Grace. Sydney wanted to recommend that they find an alternative artist since they didn't have much time to the church wedding. But she was also aware of how

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my phone?" Sydney asked, glancing around the

that bag over there," she said, nodding towards a large tote bag in the

Sydney located the bag and rummaged through its contents until her fingers brushed against

said, "I'll be back in a

melted into a warm smile,

into the hallway and had walked a few paces away from the door to the dressing room, Sydney put the phone to her

you," Mark replied with a

sarcasm.

rolled her eyes