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His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 971

The day had finally arrived. It was Helin's birthday. It was a big event and Sheryl got up early at her usual time. She got ready and drove straight to the hotel where Helin's birthday party was to be held. After she handed over her car to the valet for getting it parked, she arrived at the hall where the birthday party was supposed to be held. She walked through the lobby to supervise the staff, checking the sitting arrangements, floral decorations, and the food. After discussing the on-site layout with the staff, she picked up her phone to make sure that the emcee was reaching the venue on time.

Around 9:00 am, Helin came to the hotel as well. She entered the immaculately done up party hall. She looked around with amazement and could not help but appreciate the flawless arrangement made by Sheryl. Sheryl was standing right there marking the satisfaction on Helin's face. Soon, their eyes met and they exchanged a formal smile. Sheryl came forward and ushered her inside the hall.

As they walked further inside the hall, Helin marveled at the hall and thought to herself, 'I love the design. I am sure my guests will be impressed as well.' Although she was upset with Sheryl for refusing to help her, she could not stop herself from appreciating Sheryl's efforts to put together a marvelous design for her birthday.

"Miss He, the work is almost done. What do you think of the design? Please let me know if you have any other requirement," Sheryl addressed politely, as she came forward and stopped in front of Helin. Helin maintained a straight face and replied blandly without looking at Sheryl, "Not bad."

Sheryl heaved a sigh of relief.

"Keep an eye on them. I got to go," Helin instructed, taking a quick look at Sheryl.

Helin's next destination was the beauty salon. She had made an appointment for a party make up at one of the finest salons in the city. She turned her wrist to check the time on her wristwatch and thought, 'I need to hurry up.'

Sheryl glanced at Helin, and replied, "Yes, I will."

Helin patted Sheryl's shoulder and said, "I will give you a handsome reward for this." Sheryl felt awkward as she followed Helin's hand with her eyes as it came on her shoulder and then Helin took it away from her.

Helin maintained a nonchalant expression unmoved by Sheryl's reaction as she spoke and took her leave from the party venue. She already regarded Sheryl as her subordinate, it seemed.

Sheryl got irked but ignored her arrogant attitude. As Helin left, Sheryl went out and bought some beverages and fruits for the workers. It was a hot day after all and the workers had been sweating it out to make the perfect arrangement.

Sheryl handed over the drinks personally to each worker who looked up at her with regard and gratefulness. Enthused and energetic, they went back to the work with renewed vigor.

It was not before four in the afternoon that the hall was completely ready for the guests. The lobby was spotless. The carpet spread out, the flowers clustered in a beautiful arrangement, the tables, and the seats arranged meticulously. The hall was finally ready for the guests to walk in. Knowing that Helin attached much importance to this party, Sheryl had invited the famous chefs to prepare the food.

Sheryl checked the food and made sure that it presented in a buffet arrangement by 5:30 pm. After going through the entire checklist one by one, Sheryl let out a sigh of relief.

Sheryl was in a pink hooded tracksuit. After everything was in place, she went to the washroom to freshen up. By the time she returned to the hall, Helin had already appeared.

With sophisticated make-up, Helin looked radiant in her party look. From her expression, Sheryl knew that Helin was pleased with the site layout. She went towards the stage and took a seat nearby.

Very soon, the guests started to walk in. Helin greeted them with a brilliant smile but kept looking towards the entry door from time to time. There was an impatient look on her face and it was apparent that she was waiting for someone.

Sheryl observed Helin as she moved around greeting the guests. The restlessness in Helin's demeanor did not evade her eyes. Sheryl knew that Helin was waiting for Roger.

As time passed by, Helin grew more and more impatient. And slowly, it had started to show on her face. The party was scheduled to begin at 6:30 pm. But since the one she was dying to see didn't appear as yet, she didn't start the party even when it was 7:00. Slowly a mark of gloominess started to surface on her pretty face. No matter how much flattery she received from the guests, she couldn't cheer up.

Marking the sulky expression on Helin's face, even Heron got disturbed. He scowled and pulled Helin aside to a quiet corner and scolded, "What's your problem? So many guests are watching you. Besides, there are so many news reporters among the invitees. And look at yourself. What if they make up stories?"

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