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After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230 Mocking Martina

The next morning. Susan had planned to sleep until 11 am. She thought it would be fine as long as she arrived at the wedding venue at 12 o’clock. to attend the ceremony. But she was woken up at seven in the morning. She was on the verge of having an emotional breakdown.

Last night, she was awake the entire night, lying tossing and turning. Not long after she finally fell asleep, she was woken up. As a matter of fact, Susan wouldn’t listen to anyone. If Harrison hadn’t come to the manor and asked her to get up, she would really not get out of bed.

Forced by Harrison, she sat down at the dressing table. A group of working staff around began to help her change into her wedding dress and put on makeup.

“Harrison, they won’t come to pick me up. Why do you wake me up so early? Susan complained

If she slept until eleven o’clock, she would have exactly enough time to get changed, put on some makeup, and then go to the wedding venue.

“If they were to come to pick you up, you would have to get up at five o’clock. How is it possible for you to sleep until seven o’clock?” Harrison raised her eyebrows.

Susan was unhappy

“Don’t complain. Youll experience this only once in your life.” Harrison comforted her.

“Who says that? I’m going to marry twice.” Susan was not happy about Harrison’s words.

Harrison felt speechless.

Hearing their conversation, the working staff, who was helping Susan with her makeup, couldn’t help but laugh.

Luckily, although Susan had complaints, she didn’t resist. Three hours later, she finally put on a delicate bridal makeup.

The girl in the mirror was in a white wedding dress with a long tail. The back of the dress had a beautiful heart-shaped cut-out. Her slender and attractive figure looked sexy and alluring in this dress. On her head was a resplendent diamond crown. It was a luxurious, exquisite, and eye-catching one. She looked like a princess in a fairy tale, elegant, gracious, and beautiful.

Harrison’s effort in specially designing it for her paid off. She was feeling satisfied with her design, while Susan wore an unhappy expression on her face.

“Miss Phillips, are you not satisfied with the makeup?” Seeing Susan pull a long face from the beginning to the end, the working staff felt afraid and asked.

“No.” Susan said with certainty. “It look too good. I can’t accept it.”

The staff was confused, not knowing what to say.

Harrison didn’t respond to it.

“You’ve been dressed up. Let’s go to the wedding venue.” said Harrison.

“Can I not go?” Susan felt like crying.

“Giving up halfway isn’t your style.”

She could even not care about her grace, not to mention style. However, she finally still got into the car and headed for the wedding venue. The wedding would be held on a golf course of a resort in the suburbs of Kensbury City.

When Susan arrived, the venue had already been well decorated. There was a temporary stage, white tables and chairs, and a symphony orchestra playing live. Pink and white balloons were everywhere. There was even a small castle with gauze curtains. The venue looked both lovely and romantic.

Susan went straight to the dressing room at the back. She just took a look at the venue from afar in the car.

She had told Manuel that a casual wedding would do, so she was unhappy that Manuel had planned it so carefully. Feeling blue, Susan went into the dressing room, Harrison keeping her company the entire time.

On the one hand, Harrison indeed wanted to accompany her during the whole wedding. On the other hand, she was afraid that Susan would do something inappropriate. After all, sometimes Susan would do something crazy, not taking the consequence into consideration.

“Why do we have to come so early? I’m so bored.” Susan complained, “I’d like to play some games.” As she spoke, she was about to take out her phone. Harrison took her phone over at once.

“Harrison,” there was unhappiness all over Susan’s face.

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