Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 259 The Bride in the Painting Finished

She flitted around like a joyful little bird, trying on outh after outfit, as though she were determined to wear every new season's latest fashion, forcing Justin to watch from the living room.

He suddenly felt a strong urge to go shoot a movie.

Emeris had someone bring over a custom-made diamond necklace, featuring a rare and magnificent pink diamond. The piece was exquisite, one of a kind in its frilliance.

Seraphina slipped into a pale pink, form-litting gown that accentuated her slim waist. Her long hair draped loosely over her shoulders, a casual elegance that balanced softness and striking beauty. She was quite pleased with the look. It wasn't too flashy, but it wasn't underwhelming either

Justin squinted at the necklace. He was momentarily stunned.

"Dad, didn't you say that diamond was for my proposal?"

Emeris shot him a glance and mocked, "Good question. When exactly is your fiancée going to be born?"

Justin was speechless.

He could feel the mocking intent behind his father's words.

Seraphina blinked. Her expression was one of playfulness.

"Don't worry, Justin. Your diamond is still safe in the vault at home. But you should start feeling a little pressure." Justin choked on

stopped by Serap Words. Then he got up, ready to change and accompany her to the event, only to be

"I already have someone going with me."

"Who?"

the same time.

the guy who saved

That was fine;

way she'd be interested in someone

however, showed a bit of disdain. Since Kaveh was part of the Droses, it wasn't straightforward for him to warm up to the boy, Still, he gave his consent. After all, Kaveh

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heels, Seraphina couldn't drive herself, so

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of twilight. Its skyline came alive with neon lights.

sharp features and confident presence made him impossible to ignore, drawing the

large event; only a select few had

felt meticulously curated,

Kaveh was ordering food, Seraphina wandered through the gallery. She moved from one piece to the next, until she reached the very last painting at the end of the hallway. The moment she

the artwork, a woman in a wedding dress walked toward a man

man, clutching a bouquet of flowers, had

the sky above them, holding instruments

pursed her lips. Lucas silently appeared behind her. He spoke with a rich, deep voice, belying his age. Do you like the way

turned with a teasing glint in

course. Not everyone can look as attractive as I

at the painting,

your wedding that

bare-bones wedding, her eyes

painting. Name your price," she said