The Heiress With Seven Secret Identies (Stella Shaw) novel Chapter 422

"From this day forward," they said in unison, "may we walk as one, through all our years, until we are old and gray."

As they pulled each other into a deep embrace, the crowd erupted into applause. Amelia stood among them, her eyes red with emotion as a single tear escaped and rolled down her cheek.

Jaron quietly offered her a handkerchief.

"Thanks," she whispered, never breaking her applause as she called out her congratulations.

Jaron looked around at the setting, still clapping. "Why does this feel like some old-money engagement party straight out of the 1920s?"

"That's exactly the vibe Nicole wanted," Amelia replied. "She's saving the full wedding gown for the big day. For now, she's sticking to the vintage look, then changing into a sleek evening dress for the reception later."

Amelia watched them with a touch of envy, a silent prayer in her heart.

Nicole, Jasper... please stay this happy forever.

Surrounded by their family and friends, Nicole and Jasper signed their engagement papers and exchanged rings.

"Congratulations, Jasper," Nicole teased. "The girl you like is finally your fiancée."

Jasper grinned back. "And congratulations to you, too. The boy you like is officially your fiancé."

They shared a look of pure joy before Jasper leaned in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm going to love you so well that you'll be counting down the days until we make this official."

"If I feel that love keeps growing," Nicole promised, "we can head straight from graduation to the courthouse."

"It's a deal."

As they moved through the crowd, Nicole was the picture of grace, while Jasper remained as polished as ever. They navigated the room with an effortless charm, their every movement reflecting the refined world they belonged to.

Nearby, Amber was drinking steadily. The endless stream of well-wishes for the couple grated on her nerves, her eyes burning with a resentment she could barely contain.

When the vintage melody of a waltz began to play, Jasper led Nicole to the center of the dance floor.

"Happy engagement, Nicole," he said as they began their first dance.

Her eyes danced with mischief. "Is that all?"

He leaned in close, his voice a low, melodic murmur against her ear. "And... I love you."

"And?"

"And from now on, it's my job to spoil you, and your job to let me."

"Keep going," she prompted.

"You get everything I own. My entire net worth is yours."

"Is there more?"

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