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?"

and Justin asked at the same time. Both were on high

who saved

relief. That was fine; after all, he was

Seraphina, there was no way she'd be

was part of the Droses, it wasn't straightforward for him to warm

fine. Have

He

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The Bride in

couldn't drive herself,

Finishert

the city was bathed in the deep shadows of twilight. Its skyline came alive with neon

strikingly handsome. His sharp features and confident presence made him impossible to ignore, drawing the admiring gazes

large event;

tasteful, yet everything felt meticulously curated, perfectly reflecting the style

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 laid eyes on it,

artwork, a woman in a wedding dress walked toward

bouquet of flowers, had a blurred

them, holding instruments and bestowing blessings

silently appeared behind her. He spoke with a rich, deep voice, belying his age.

a teasing glint in

Not everyone can look as attractive as I

gazed at the painting, Lucas scoffed, his eyes

your

bare-bones wedding, her eyes dimming just

to buy this painting. Name your