Chapter 117-The Plea

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The Donaldson's wedding will be located at The Wayfarers Chapel. It sits along the scenic Palos Verdes Peninsula, approximately 20 miles south of downtown Los Angeles.

The chapel overlooks the Pacific Ocean, offering breathtaking coastal views, making it an iconic destination for weddings and visitors alike.

She wanted something otherworldly, what's more than the Glass church.

There was a knock and I looked up, Kourtney popped in. "Hey boss" she called.

"Hey" I answered absentmindedly as I sent the last email. "Are you rounding up?" She asked, "Yeah, just a minute"

"Well, it's almost 7 and Davis is supposed to pick me up in 30 minutes, you remember the anniversary is tonight, right?" She hinted and I paused before looking up.

"Yeah, your Davis's plus one, right?"

"Yes and I was wondering if I could -"

"Sure" I concurred. "Are you sure? Bethany already left and-"

"It's alright, Kourtney. You could go prepare, I'm already rounding up here" I reassured and she still lingered.

"Okay, if you say so" she sang, walking to the door, a smile tugged at my lips at her reluctance. I glanced up to see her still lingering. "Kourtney"

"Alright, I'm off now. Bye boss" she called as she walked out, shutting the door. I sighed and leaned away from the table. The dress shopping was tomorrow and I guess we will fix a date also.

I grabbed the water beside and took a gulp before glancing at the clock. It read 6:16 pm. The others had no idea I was gonna show up at the event too.

Yeah, I had made up my mind.

I wanted to pay my family a last visit, I wanted to make an entrance, to rub it in their faces tonight, after all, the theme was red.

Why not start a riot?

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I applied the red lipsticks on, pouting my lips a bit. I sighed and stepped away from the mirror, satisfied with the outcome. My hair was in a neat bun and I was In a bodycon red halter dress, it was form-fitting, sleek garment designed to hug my body's curves from top to bottom.

The halter neckline clasped around my neck, leaving the shoulders and back exposed, while the body of the dress is crafted from stretchy fabric.

The tight fit emphasizes my natural shape, creating a bold, sultry silhouette. The dress was a vibrant red color that adds a striking eye-catching element to the overall look.

It was the perfect choice for tonight, I indeed wanna make a statement.

I grabbed the little black purse and headed down the stairs. I glanced at the time in my phone, 7:48 pm. You can't make an entrance if you're early, come on.

Abel waited for me at the foot of the stairs, I was beginning to get used to his presence. Though I miss Jeffrey a bit, since he got discharged, I was expecting him to come back to the house but he hasn't.

He held out his hand to me and I took it, "Thank you" I beamed. "You look beautiful, Mrs Ferrari" Evelyn remarked and I shot her a smile.

I was feeling good also and I haven't felt that in days.

In the ride, I just settled back, my eyes out the window. I do love this our little drives, it was calming. In a way, it helped me recollect my thoughts.

I had even began preferring getting driven than driving myself.

We arrived the Fig house, it was a chic and modern event venue located in Highland Park, Los Angeles. Known for its vibrant and artistic aesthetic, it offers a unique blend of indoor and outdoor spaces that combine mid-century modern design with contemporary art.

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