Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee

Chapter 519

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.

about something else, as

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

sits perfectly on your body,” Reign complimented, without wasting a minute. Even I liked this one a lot and was already hoping to pick

head nod, I let her know I loved it. “I will still try

seamstress gestured at the helpers

will like this one more. It must be special to be this

me to open it. With a bright and wide smile covering

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

or react to it. My whole existence was shattered

at the seamstress, who was shaken

how she got in there,” the seamstress stammered,

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

tell what I was remembering, but there 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

whispered, taking a step back and falling to the ground in

still in a state of frenzy but unable to show it with my body language. Soon my eyes began to feel heavy,

“Beatrice!”

and over again. I wanted to cry, but no words were coming out of my m*outh. I don’t know how long

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