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THE SPITEFUL BRIDE: Marry To Rival's Son novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

“Mia!” Elena jumped from her chair, moving beside her. “Hey, hey, breathe!”

“I’m……I’m fine!” Mia waved her off, eyes still tearing, her heart pounding against her ribs from more than just the coughing fit.

“Elena was the one talking, so why are you the one choking on your drink?” Stefan asked in a nonchalant tone, Elena scoffed, while giving him a deadly stare, which he returned back. Mia didn’t even dare look up again, not when his gaze could undo her with just one look. They then continue their dinner in silence.

After dinner, Mia approached Stefan quietly and asked if Sienna could come over in the morning to help with the engagement preparations. To her surprise, he simply shrugged and walked away without making any fuss about it. It was unexpected. She had anticipated resistance, maybe even one of his usual cold remarks, but instead, he gave her a silent go-ahead, and that was that.

Relieved, Mia quickly called Sienna and informed her that she was welcome to come over the next day. She even invited her for breakfast, and Sienna agreed without hesitation. She and Sienna exchanged numbers when they were shopping.

As for Elena, she was taken to one of the guesthouses on the property. It was a practical decision, Mia and Elena had several things to organize first thing in the morning, and it would be too stressful for her friend to commute back and forth. Thankfully, Stefan didn’t seem to mind the arrangements. He had already made it clear that they were free to do things however Mia wanted. His only conditions were simple: they shouldn’t interfere with his work, and they shouldn’t involve his assistance. As long as those two rules were respected, he had no problem with whatever they planned.

With that understanding in place, preparations for the next day moved forward without further issue.

The next morning, Sienna arrived at the penthouse just as the sun peeked over the skyline. It was almost as if she hadn’t slept a wink, just counting the seconds until it was an acceptable time to show up. She was that eager.

She stepped into the living room and found Stefan and Mose seated, deep in conversation. Mia and Elena were nowhere in sight.

Nervousness tugged at her, and for a second, she contemplated waiting outside. But instead, she cleared her throat softly and greeted Stefan, her voice timid but polite. To her utter shock, he actually responded. A brief nod, a quiet “morning,” and then he turned away, cold, indifferent, yet oddly civil.

Sienna and Mose exchanged a glance, both clearly surprised by Stefan’s unexpected acknowledgment. But, he didn’t let the moment stretch. He immediately returned his focus to Mose, picking up their discussion as though nothing had interrupted them.

It was a small moment, but for Sienna, it felt like a crack in an otherwise impenetrable wall. She stood there not knowing how to ask about Mia and Elena.

After a brief pause in, his conversation with Mose, Stefan looked up again, this time directing his attention elsewhere, then called out to one of the maids. With his usual composed tone, he instructed her to take Sienna to where Mia and Elena were.

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He didn’t spare Sienna another glance. As soon as he gave the order, he turned right back to Mose, picking up their discussion without missing a beat, like the moment hadn’t even happened.

Sienna, still a little stunned, followed the maid without a word, her steps light but her thoughts racing.

The maid led Sienna through the sleek hallway, her heels clicking softly against the polished floors. She tried to calm her nerves, but her mind kept circling back to Stefan’s unexpected civility. It wasn’t friendliness, not even close, but it also wasn’t the ice-cold hostility she was used to for years now. And that was enough to keep her thoughts buzzing.

They reached a sunlit room where Mia and Elena were already deep in discussion, surrounded by color samples, checklists, and trays of snacks. Laughter spilled from the room, warm and chaotic.

As Sienna stepped in, Mia’s face lit up. “Finally! We thought you overslept.”

“Me? Never,” Sienna replied with a small smile. “I was up before the birds.”

Elena snorted. “I knew it. You’ve been itching to dive in.”

Mia reached out and pulled Sienna into the circle, placing a clipboard in her hand. “Good. Because we’ve got a mountain to climb before noon.”

Sienna relaxed almost instantly. This, laughter, purpose, light-hearted bickering, was more her pace. And for the first time in a long while, she felt like she was part of a family.

The room quickly turned into a hub of energy. Fabric swatches were tossed around and centerpiece designs debated.

Elena stood on a chair at one point, dramatically holding up two tablecloths for comparison. “This one screams elegance. The other one screams…I tried.”

Sienna giggled, her hands busy arranging miniature dessert samples. “Let’s not scream anything, let’s whisper class.”

Mia, flipping through her planner, looked over the list. “Florist confirmed. Catering done. DJ on standby. Photographer-”

“Photographer!” Elena shouted. “Mia, you forgot to confirm the photographer!”

Mia froze. Her eyes widened in horror as she stared at the unchecked box on her list. “Oh my God.”

Before panic could fully set in, Sienna raised her hand. “I have someone, he’s a friend from art school, and he’s insanely good and lives close.”

“You’re a lifesaver,” Mia breathed. “Please, please call him now.”

Sienna nodded, already pulling out her phone. And made the call, it was confirmed, he’ll be the photographer.

Just then, a firm knock sounded at the door before Mose pushed it open slightly, his expression neutral but polite.

“It’s time for breakfast,” he said, eyes moving between the three women. “Stefan said he doesn’t want delays.”

Elena raised a brow. “Does he ever?”

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Mose ignored the comment. “The table’s set, I suggest you come down before he assumes you’ve lost your appetite.”

He gave a slight nod, then stepped back without waiting for a reply.

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