Chapter 176
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Ten days later, Desmond hosted a grand banquet for charlotte.
The event was held at his newly acquired European–style estate, with the festivities set to begin at 7:00 pm, Charlotte was up early at 8:00a.m., getting ready for the big night.
Initially, she considered wearing a simple classic dress with a touch of traditional elegance, remembering how Mrs. Jasper Sr. had once suggested she should choose something timeless over high fashion.
nut when she remembered that the banquet hall was designed in a European Rococo style, she decided against it.
Instead, Charlotte chose a light blue, off–the–shoulder con gown inspired by the iconic dress worn by Marie Antoinette in the 1956 film “Marie Antoinette
The gown featured a voluminous skirt with multiple layers of petticoats and a structured corset that accentuated her waist and figure. Made from luxurious silk, was adomed with intricate lace, pearls, and gemstone embellishments, exuding a sense of grandeur and sophistication.
To complete the look, the stylist gave Charlotte a platinum blonde wig styled in a classic European updo. The upper half was swept back into an elegant bun, while the lower half cascaded down in soft, curled waves.
A matching blue hairpiece complemented the dress, and a pair of light blue contact lenses gave her an ethereal, almost angelic appearance. With her fair skin and soft makeup, which included past a touch of foundation and a pale pink lip color, she looked as though she had stepped straight out of a Rococo painting.
The estate was located in the western suburbs, about an hour’s drive from Charlotte’s apartment.
At 5:00p.m., Sean arrived at the stylist’s shop to pick her up, and the sight of her left him momentarily stunned.
Charlotte turned and sailed at him. “You’re here.”
Sean was dressed in an elegant European–style suit, his hair lightly curled in a refined European style, adding to his noble appearance.
As she sat at the vanity, adjusting her appearance in the mirror, Sean approached, leaned down, and performed a courtly bow, extending his hand. “My princess, he said with a flawless British accent, “may i have the honor of escorting you?”
Charlotte’s smile widened as she placed her hand lightly in his. “Of course,
he replied.
An hour later, their Rolls–Royce Cullinan pulled up to the estate in the westem suburbs.
The long, paved driveway was lined with towering plane trees, their branches bare for the winter, stretching across the gray sky like a web of shadows. From distance, the imposing and majestic castle came into view, standing proudly as the centerpiece of the estate.
This estate was even larger than the Sullivan family’s, spanning over 200 acres. The main building was a magnificent castle, surrounded by several smaller European–style villas scattered across the grounds. The gardens were lush and evergreen, even in winter, filled with rate flowers and exotic plants.
The estate boasted a wealth of amenities: a helipad, an artificial lake, a swimming pool, a cinema, a tennis court, a gym, and a riding stable–everything one could dream of in a luurious European–style estate.
Desmond had studied in Europe in his youth, traveling extensively across various European countries. Fluent in British English with a perfect London accent, his demeanor carried the grace and sophistication of an English nobleman. He had a fondness for the architecture of Westem Europe’s medieval and Renaissance periods, which inspired the design of this estate.
He had recently purchased the property as a wedding gift for Charlotte, and today was the first time it would be opened to guests.
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arrived one after another, making their way up the wide, tree–lined driveway. At the entrance, uniformed security guards lined up on both sides, checking guests‘ invitations and verifying their identities.
