Chapter 266
“Hmph! Finally, you see my beauty,” Roselynn said.
She was so proud of how she looked that she even struck a pose.
“I am your brother, Roselynn. I am not your husband. Save the poses for when
you’re married,” Emmanuel protested with an awkward laugh.
“Huh? Are you tired of living?! I’ll teach you one last lesson before I’m married
off!”
The siblings started play–fighting.
They only stopped when Alessandra walked into the room.
“Honestly, Roselynn, it’s your big day. How can you fight with your brother as if
you’re some tomboyish little girl? Go in and get ready now. The guests are
about to arrive!”
Alessandra delivered her lecture in a gentle voice.
“Mom, it’s only 7.00AM. Who would be here this early?”
Roselynn pouted as she protested. To her surprise, someone actually
appeared soon after she said that.
It was her boss and best friend, Claudette.
“Ms. Lenoir? You’re here! Come, sit!”
Alessandra was both awed and terrified.
Even Roselynn was surprised.
While Roselynn was close to Claudette, she was still her boss and a member
of high society.
It was such an honor for Claudette to be the first guest to arrive at her
wedding.
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“No need to be so polite. I’m here to help Roselynn with her makeup.”
As Claudette sweetly spoke to Alessandra, she kept sneaking glances at
Emmanuel. However, she soon kept her eyes off of him.
None of the other women knew she liked him, not even Roselynn.
After all, in Roselynn’s mind, Claudette was a publicly acknowledged idol of
Yeringham while Emmanuel was the densest man alive who failed 18
matchmaking attempts. He was undeserving of even wishing to get together
with Claudette, so why would Claudette like him?
There was an awkward look on Emmanuel’s face. He could not resist recalling
Claudette’s face that evening when she confessed her love for him.
Was she telling the truth?
There was no way she liked him, right?
Thankfully, Claudette soon followed Roselynn into her room to get ready.
Emmanuel did not interact with Claudette at all, except for a brief exchange
of glances.
“Oh, that’s right. Manny, is Mackenzie coming today?”
Alessandra’s voice quivered with anxiety.
From, inside the bride’s room, Claudette perked up her ears. Oh, how she
envied Mackenzie. Why did she not think of getting married to Emmanuel
first? Was she always going to lose out to Mackenzie?
“She said she would come. I’m sorry, though. She said she doesn’t have time
to help Roselynn with her makeup.”
He made sure to pass on the message Mackenzie told him to.
“Oh, that’s fine. Your sister’s friend will be helping with the makeup anyway!”
Alessandra grinned. It had been so long since she last saw Mackenzie.
Unbeknownst to her, Terence Quillen was currently all dressed up and waiting
at the Quillen residence. He would be attending the Lowe family’s wedding
later that day.
Of course, according to tradition, he would also be bringing Felicity,
Mackenzie’s mother, with him.
Felicity did not want to go. To her, it was a waste of time, and she would have
to play along with being poor with Terence. It would be so uncomfortable.
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