Chapter 0237
“Ugh, fine,” Mark groaned, feigning exasperation. “But you owe me big time. Like a lifetime supply of free babysitting from Damon.”
Sydney snorted. “As if that kid would listen to anyone but me.”
“Fair point, Mark conceded. “Are you coming over so we could….”
“Nope. I have like a million other errands to run. We’ll keep talking over the phone,” Sydney replied.
“Does the makeup artist want to be picked up from Canbury Lane or should I have her meet the helicopter somewhere else?”
*Just keep communicating with her on the phone,” Sydney instructed. “I’ll connect you two, and you can coordinate the details.
“You got it, boss lady,” Mark said.
Sydney smiled, “Thanks, you’re a lifesaver!”
“Isn’t that what I’m for?” Mark quipped, and Sydney could practically hear the wink in his voice.
Sydney rolled her eyes again and disconnected the call.”
Mark smiled to himself as he hung up the phone, Sydney’s voice still ringing in his ears. He twirled the phone lazily in his hand with a mischievous glint in his eye.
With a few clicks of a button on his desk, his assistant poked his head into the office.
“Yes, Mr. Torres?” He queried.
Mark leaned back in his chair, “I need you to head down to the
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Grace gasped with both shock and relief.
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“Oh, thank goodness!” she breathed rushing forward and enveloping Sydney in a fierce embrace.
“Thank you so much, I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”
Sydney returned the hug, her eyes sparkling with joy at the sight of her friend’s elation.
“Of course, anything for you on your big day.”
Pulling back, Grace turned her attention to the makeup artist.
“I’m so sorry for the delay. I hope you weren’t too inconvenienced,” the artist apologized.
“It’s alright, let’s just get to work now we barely have an hour left.
Less than an hour later, Grace appeared as the bride of the day, in her dashing wedding dress and her graceful beauty.
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