◦𝓑𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓼◦ [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞] [DISCONTINUED]

☁︎Chapter ③⑦☁︎

◦Third Person POV◦

Hours passed and Bella sat in front of her vanity, looking at herself right through the mirror as makeup artist covers her face with light products of makeup. Right after the discussion with her father, she felt a bit fine of her new soon to be duty as a Haverford. She stand up as soon as the hands touching up her face backs out, Bella once again look at herself at the body mirror blinking as she observed every detail of the fabric suited at her.

She let's out a breath as soon as the makeup artist's walked out of her room, Bella walked back to her vanity looking in through some drawers before founding an old looking jewelry box. Bella's lips starts to form a small smile as she opens the box revealing a small emerald ring, taking it out of the box Bella wore it at her middle finger next to the one of the friendship ring she got for her best friends.

In the emerald ring when you look closely at it, a small engravment of a name. Supper Tim~Little Ballerina. Bella smiles as she touched the engravment from the ring, for a second her worries and troubles washed away from her, but when a sudden knock came to ruin it. Sighing Bella looks one last time at the mirror before smiling, giving herself some encouraging thoughts.

Bella opened the door to spot Harry in a tuxedo his once messy brunette hair was pulled out by a gel looking handsome and cleaner as ever.

"Madame.." Harry curtsied making Bella giggle.

"Good sir." Bella returned elegantly.

"You look gorgeous" Harry compliments handing out his arm for Bella to grab.

"You look.. Clean yourself.." Bella chuckles as Harry looked at her offended.

"I look clean? Well haven't I look like always, honestly you could pick better than that word." Harry argues, his cousin laughing lightly holding a hand to her mouth.

"As you wish... You Mr. Harrison Idris Verlice Haverford look dashing and Handsome as ever." Bella emphasized every word with a smile, with Harry nodding satisfied at every pleasing word.

"Now that, is the words I'm looking for." Harry said wiggling his eyebrows.

"Stop that.." Bella giggled as they both walked down stairs.

The guests were patiently waiting for the heiress of the Haverford mafia clan, with champagne and wines being drank in their hands. Only close  trusted allies, and friends were invited at the grand party held by Theodore and Stella Haverford the place was secured tightly men of Theodore posted at every spot of the big Manor in case of any intruders.

Theodore is with his wife talking to some close friend of his, not noticing his nephew and daughter walking down the stairs. Stella widely smiles at her arriving daughter looking stunning as ever, this caught many attention as they looked and smiled at the young woman walking down the stairs.
Stella gently taps her finger at her husband's arm gesturing at their daughter.

The two parents smiled walking up to the two cousins, as Theodore dismissed his conversation. Bella lightly smiled spotting both her father and mother making their way to her and Harry.

"You look lovely my Bella.." Stella smiled caressing her daughters cheek.

"Indeed you are, come on we'll introduce you to some of our friends."Theodore said with a smile unhooking his arms with his wife as Bella went to the middle of her parents.

"Thank you.. I'll see you later Good sir."Bella waved jokingly at her cousin who once again curtsied.

Bella and Stella chuckled as the two parents locked arms with their beloved daughter.