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.

Reign was stressed out about something

wore it, walking out to find Reign’s

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

“I will still try the other ones, just to be double sure this is what I want,” I said with a sheepish

about. “Okay,” the seamstress gestured

will like this one more. It must be special to

and wide smile covering my

got a glimpse of it screamed and ran towards the exit while

it. My whole existence was shattered at the

the seamstress, who was shaken up by what was sleeping in

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

couldn’t move. Watching Gwen’s dismembered body in

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 whispered, taking a step

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

“Beatrice!”

but no words were coming out of my m*outh. I don’t know how long I

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