Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1258

Chapter 1258:

Harlee hesitated for a moment, but seeing Skyla’s concerned expression, she couldn’t bring herself to refuse and took a sip instead.

Under Skyla’s tender care, Harlee slowly finished the entire bowl. Ever perceptive and brimming with charm, the stylists exchanged knowing glances and broke into laughter laced with admiration. “You two are inseparable, aren’t you? What a blessing.”

“Exactly! A bride who is pampered like this on her wedding day is the very picture of happiness.”

All the stylists couldn’t help but express their admiration.

Skyla couldn’t help but beam at the praise. Her lips curled into a warm smile as she handed out small gifts to the stylists, who responded with even more praise and enthusiasm.

Feeling a little bashful, Harlee closed her eyes and leaned back, choosing not to comment. Today was a day to celebrate, after all. Everyone around her deserved to be happy.

stylists finally completed the look, perfectly emulating the appearance of a princess

with delicate designs that took the designer three months to craft. Her hair was crowned with dazzling diamond accessories, while a necklace of lustrous pearls

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deep sleep at around three in the morning. Now, Patrick was slouched on the sofa, dozing off. His outfit was a mess, and his once-dignified presence

Rhys emerged, striding confidently into the

outfit was a masterpiece of design, crafted to complement the bride’s ensemble. Embroidered with delicate cloud motifs, it

looked less like a man and

couldn’t quite explain, Rhys’ majestic

at his watch, his gaze sharp and commanding. “Let’s go.” Patrick rose to his feet, hoisting a large box in his arms. Word had reached him that in Mogluylia, skimping on gifts was akin to slamming the door on a chance at marriage. Determined not to put a foot wrong, he had gone the extra mile and packed the box to the brim with

the bouquet on the table. He had personally handpicked each flower at precisely three-thirty, with every petal imbued with

bag and pulled out a notebook he had painstakingly compiled. “I have done my homework. Meeting

he let out a quiet gasp. “Given Harlee’s five brothers, I have a feeling today is going to be an