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The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 161
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Chapter 161 How Can It Not Look Good?

Upon hearing the stylist’s words, Marion, who had just raised her hand, immediately dropped it back

down. She did not dare touch such an expensive necklace!

The stylist had put it on her with a slight flourish. Marion’s once-empty neckline was adorned with a

flawless brownish-yellow diamond pendant which shimmered under the lights and nestled against her

chest.

Marion glanced at the mirror in front of her. Her gaze focused on the massive diamond. She

considered asking someone to put the necklace away but hesitated, not wanting to appear ungrateful.

It was too costly. A necklace worth millions on her neck she afford to pay the consequences?

what if something happened? How could

What kind of event was it anyway? Why did she need to wear such an extravagant necklace?

“It looks stunning, Mrs. Craig,” the stylist praised her sincerely.

Marion smiled, “Thank you.”

‘With 55 million right before you, how could it not look good?’ Marion thought to herself.

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Lucas immediately spotted Marion standing in front of the mirror as he approached. He rarely saw her

dressed like that.

The tight-waisted gown perfectly showcased her slender figure, with the diamond pendant highlighting

her subtle curves.

His dark eyes shone as he walked over. “Very beautiful.”

A familiar scent of cedarwood wafted over.

Marion was startled. She turned her head and met those profound black eyes. Instinctively, she raised

a hand to touch her warm, reddening ear, “You’re here.”

Lucas was dressed in a white suit tailored to perfection. His facial features were deep-set, his jawline

sharp, the epitome of striking good looks.

However, Lucas exuded an aloofness that permeated his entire being, and the white suit only

emphasized his noble and icy demeanor.

Yes, icy.

Marion glanced at the mirror in front of her. Dressed in a white fitted gown, she could not help but

notice that they were unintentionally coordinating, like a real couple.

Despite knowing it was all for show, she felt slightly embarrassed.

“Ready?”

As soon as Lucas arrived, the others tactfully retreated. Only Marion and Lucas remained.

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To Lucas’ question, Marion was the only one with an answer. “Ready,” she nodded and shifted slightly

closer to Lucas.

It had been almost three months since she last wore high heels. She was slightly uncomfortable in her

3-inch heels. Her body swayed as she walked.

She had let down her hair as it had been straightened and neatly arranged to enhance her features.

Three-quarters fell gracefully over her left chest, and the remaining flowed down her back. With every

movement, her long hair swayed gently.

The tips of her hair brushed against the back of her hand. Lucas furrowed his brow. He reached out to

fix it.

Marion blinked then hastily looped her arm through his. The two left the clubhouse together.

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Marion had initially thought that they would head straight to the event venue, grabbing a meal first.

but Lucas suggested

She had indulged in quite a few pastries in the afternoon so she was not very hungry.

Besides, though her dress was undeniably beautiful, it demanded a certain level of restraint. She did

not dare overeat, fearing it might lead to an unflattering belly bulge.

Marion was also paranoid about the possibility of being robbed for wearing such a luxurious piece of

jewelry.

When she saw that Lucas had finally finished eating, she asked, “Are you full?”

“I’m full. Aren’t you hungry?”

He noticed she had not eaten much.

Marion shook her head, “I’m not hungry. I had quite a few cakes in the afternoon.”

As she spoke, she bit her lip and blushed. “Can you accompany me to the restroom?”

Lucas looked at her and raised an eyebrow, “Let’s go.”

Marion’s face was warm. She was not a child who needed someone to accompany her to the restroom!

It was just that she was concerned about the necklace being snatched.

If only she had not drunk so much watermelon juice earlier.