The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1312

With both girls finally asleep, the hours flew by until an alarm blared right at five-thirty the next morning.

It was Shirley's phone!

The obnoxious ringing jolted Claire awake, yet Shirley remained completely dead to the world.

Claire desperately wanted to reach over and smash the snooze button.

Instead, she opted to kick Shirley a couple of times, trying to rouse her from her coma.

She severely overestimated her cousin's morning awareness.

Her kicks didn't wake Shirley up at all; in fact, the girl just grabbed onto Claire's leg like a koala.

Shirley rolled over, hugging Claire's calf as she continued snoring peacefully.

Losing the last of her patience, Claire sat up and pinched Shirley's ear, pulling hard.

Before Shirley could blindly lash out, Claire pinned her wrists down.

That finally did the trick.

She blinked groggily at Claire. "Claire, what the hell are you doing?"

"Shirley, aren't you supposed to be getting up to do your bridesmaid duties?"

Shirley froze.

She aggressively rubbed her eyes, reality crashing down on her as she remembered her role for the day.

But it was only five-thirty in the morning; her bed was a warm sanctuary, while the world outside was pitch-black and freezing!

"Is it too late to say I regret agreeing to this?"

Claire pinched her cheek. "Wake up. Yes, it's way too late."

Defeated, Shirley scrambled out of bed, threw on some clothes, stumbled through her morning routine, and hurried over to the bride's room.

The bride wasn't even awake yet.

"Why isn't Jenny up yet?" Shirley asked, utterly bewildered.

"I'm getting up now, but Shirley, you didn't have to be up this early. You could have slept for another two hours."

"You just need to be ready before the ceremony time."

The village had deemed the most auspicious time for the ceremony to be exactly nine-o-nine.

Edison was scheduled to pick Jenny up right at that moment for The Chapel Ceremony.

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