The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1313

By the time they finished, one looked breathtakingly glamorous—like a vibrant, classic oil painting—while the other was beautifully delicate and fresh-faced.

Naturally, a bridesmaid could never steal the bride's spotlight, but Shirley undeniably looked gorgeous.

Shirley was completely obsessed with her final look.

The second she saw Dexter awake, she pranced over to flaunt it in his face.

"Well? Doesn't your sister look absolutely stunning today?"

Dexter let out a massive yawn. "Yeah, yeah, you look great. So pretty."

"But isn't Jenny the main character today?"

"Why are you getting so glammed up?"

"Are you actually trying to steal the bride's thunder?" Dexter asked, always completely ruthless with his words.

Shirley shot him a lethal glare. "Steal her thunder? Why do you always have to be such a jerk?"

"A jerk?" Dexter replied, completely oblivious. "I'm just being honest. You better tone it down before Jenny..."

Before Dexter could even finish his sentence, he saw his sister winding up to smack him.

"Okay, okay! I take it back!"

Dexter had no desire to get beaten up before breakfast.

He might have acted like a tough guy out in the world, but at home, he was completely at the mercy of his terrifying older sister.

However, the moment Dexter laid eyes on Jenny, he realized his sister wasn't stealing any thunder whatsoever.

He let out a breath of relief. "Oh, thank god. Jenny looks a million times better."

Even though Jenny didn't have traditional Solenian features, she looked absolutely magnificent in her bespoke gown, radiating an unmatched, breathtaking beauty.

"Jenny has always been gorgeous."

Looking at her, Claire felt a sudden, profound sense of pride, almost like watching a sister finally come into her own.

After all, Claire had only been a teenager when they first crossed paths.

And Jenny had been in a genuinely desperate, rock-bottom situation back then.

Who could have predicted that the two of them would become such deeply connected soulmates?

"Claire, I..." As the ceremony drew closer, a rare wave of nervous tension washed over Jenny.

"Yeah! The boss is rich and incredibly handsome. You should just give in!"

Her entire defense line instantly defected, not only letting him pass but actively hyping him up.

What else could Jenny do?

She had fully expected to see Edison and his groomsmen perform some goofy, embarrassing challenges.

Wasn't that how every viral wedding video on the internet went?

Why was everyone letting Edison off the hook so easily?

There were no silly games—just a live band playing romantic tunes outside as Edison finally stepped up and took Jenny's hand.

"I didn't want to drag this part out too long. I wanted to make sure you weren't too exhausted."

"Are you disappointed?" If she had really wanted a show, he and his groomsmen would have gladly put one on.

But Edison was genuinely worried about her stamina, which was exactly why he had aggressively bribed his way to the finish line.

There wasn't a single person in the room who couldn't be bought!

Jenny remembered her heavily pregnant state, and any lingering trace of disappointment instantly vanished.