The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet (Thalassa and Elowen)

Lysander had pulled out all the stops, hiring two internationally renowned makeup artists to work their magic for the big day. Their reputation for efficiency and skill was well-deserved; in just about ten minutes, both Thalassa and Hertha were transformed, their bridal

The makeup styles couldn't have been more different. Thalassa's makeup was soft and ethereal, reminiscent of the subtle elegance often seen in Korean beauty trends, while Hertha rocked a bold, dimensional makeup look that was all the rage in Western fashion circles. Each style complemented their bridal gowns perfectly, creating a stunning harmony of beauty.

makeup complete.

Upon seeing each other, both brides were visibly awestruck.

"Wow, Thalassa, you look absolutely stunning!" Hertha gasped, genuinely amazed.

Thalassa was equally impressed. "And you, Hertha, you're radiating such charm today. You look incredible."

It's fascinating how different makeup and styling can utterly transform someone, making them look like a completely new person.

"If I were a guy, I'd fall for you in a heartbeat," Hertha chuckled, teasing.

"Right back at you," Thalassa quipped in response.

Sharing a laugh, they linked arms and made their way out of the makeup room, ready to face the next part of their special day.

Outside, a stage adorned with roses and filled with the scent of romance awaited them. The officiant had just finished speaking, and their grooms stood there, awaiting their brides with anticipation.

was already there, ready to escort his daughter. "There you are! The groom's getting anxious," he

so casual, let her father lead. "Let him wait a little; it's good for him. By the way, have you seen Julian and Helena? They're

your mom's getting them ready. They'll be right there, holding your train and scattering rose petals as you walk down

relief!" Hertha laughed, her

noticed Thalassa standing alone,

bride would

father by

down

scattering petals-a beautiful procession toward

"Thalassa, how

situation, offered, "Yes, I can escort you both. It

declined. "No, really,

the familial bond on such an important day. It wouldn't

don't be silly. Dad walking both of us down would make

called out, "Thank you, but I believe I should be the one to walk my daughter

the voice, they

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gentle yet authoritative air. His presence commanded attention, yet his smile was soft, filled with warmth