Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 509 The Worst Wedding Gift (Beatrice Dismay)

The new mansion was beautiful. Of course, it didn’t have what our old mansion had, but at least it was something where we could live peacefully without the unnecessary visits of the devil.

“Your dress,” a helper brought out a big box where my first dress was lying beautifully. The seamstress was standing by the large mirror, expecting me to like the dresses he had designed just for me. Obviously, she wanted the Luna queen to wear her custom-made gowns.

I went into the bathroom and changed into a white princess gown, walking out to stand in front of the mirror while Reign smiled at me.

“This is pretty,” I complimented, “but I am looking for something more unique,” I said, smiling at the thought of walking down the aisle.

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The men were accompanying Akin for his preparations. I knew Zane had arrived home, but it didn’t matter to us. He can stay all alone there, it is what he deserves.

“Then you must try this one,” the seamstress said, eyeing the helpers as they brought out another box. Reign had been sitting and chugging down champagne ever since we arrived. Shiloh and Jey were transferred to the guesthouse of our new mansion.

Reign was stressed out about

dress and wore it, walking out to find Reign’s eyes shining at how beautiful the A-line dress

perfectly on your body,” Reign complimented, without wasting a minute. Even I liked

highness?” The seamstress asked me, and with a great head nod, I let her know I loved it. “I will still

left, so I wanted to see what they were about. “Okay,” the seamstress gestured

this one more. It must be special

a bright and wide smile covering

of the helpers who got a glimpse of it screamed and ran towards the exit while Reign got up instantly to come my

react to it. My whole existence

Reign screamed at the seamstress, who was shaken up by what was sleeping in the

she got in there,” the seamstress stammered, rushing away with the

Reign held my arm to shake me awake, but I couldn’t move. Watching Gwen’s dismembered body in the box was

was a disoriented image of her in my mind. I met her somewhere, and she called for me. I didn’t hear her at the time, but I could

a step back and falling

a state of frenzy but unable to show it with my body language. Soon

“Beatrice!”

know how long I have been gone for, but when I began to wake up, I