THE NANNY #BILLIONAIRE WIVES 1

CHAPTER THIRTY THREE: WEDDING DAY

Dee's POV....

One word could describe what i was feeling.....NERVOUS! I was literally shaking in my boots. The day we had all been waiting for was upon us. Alex and the gang managed to come back home at three a.m and i immediately shared the news with him. Since we couldn't meet up with it being super risky, Alex had formed a group chat where we could talk and formulate a plan for our revenge. I found it very convenient cause I was able to upload all the photos I had taken to the group. Sal apparently was a tech geek so he said he would take over from there. We already had less than twenty four hours and by the time the guys were replying the following day in the morning, the hours had reduced to less than twelve hours. Everyone had agreed that we should leak the info before the wedding began, the only problem was how we would do it since none of us had a way to reach Cara before the wedding.
I had also managed to send Marcus the info I had gotten on his family and although i got a text from him thanking him, i had a feeling the news had taken a hug toll on him.

On a lighter note though, my friends and sister had finally arrived that morning during breakfast and had settled in quite well. Let me tell you, i don't know if i was just being overly emotional or maybe I had just genuinely missed them, especially my sister, but it was an extremely emotional reunion. I thought they'd be jet lag but apparently they had enough sleep on the jet and were super energetic. My sister had surprised me by coming with my small brother and her daughter whom she had failed to tell me had gone to visit her for the holidays. They had been welcomed with open arms by the family, well except of course Cara and her crew.

We were currently in my bedroom getting ready. Hamida had taken it upon herself to be our makeup artist, since the ones available were busy with the bride and her party. Alex had initially insisted that he pay for an extra one to help us but that would have just been expensive and too much trouble, especially since he was to hire one on such short notice. Besides, Hamida was an expert when it came to make up. In fact she was so good we often told her she should start a blog and maybe do some gigs, after all you never know if you could end up doing make up for fashion week. So you see, why go through all that trouble when you can get it for free?

"You should seriously start your own make up gig Mida." Complimented my sister as she checked herself out, obviously enjoying Mida's work.
"Yeah. I never understand why you keep trying to hide such amazing skills. The world is super deprived from such awesomeness." Added Lizzie as she got busy strapping her shoes.
"You guys flatter me too much." Said Mida, as she did finishing touches on her make up. She had done ours before getting on with hers. Since it was just us ladies taking our sweet time to prep ourselves, it wasn't much work. My brother and niece had already gotten ready and had gone onto the garden where the wedding was being held to play with the other kids.

"We just state facts boo. And the fact is that you are super talented." I told her going to hug her from behind, though with my slightly bulging stomach, there was so much i could do.
"Its just that, i do it cause i enjoy it. I feel like if I took it as work then id loose passion for it." She said putting the tube of coffee brown matte lipstick she had finished applying on the dressing table.
"Don't think of it as work. Think about it as a hobby. Its what i do so I can enjoy digging up bones from the ground." Said my sister adding a smirk in the end.
"Exactly!" I added.
"I'll think about it." She assured us just before there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." I told the girls as I moved to the door. Lessa stood on the other side, looking amazing in her purple maids dress.
"Hey you! You got dressed up fast." She said as she moved inside not waiting for me to welcome her.
"Come in, why don't you..." I said sarcastically, closing the door and turning to face the group.
"I'll let the sarcasm slide and blame it on preg hormones. Hey you guys!! Damn you guys look beautiful!!"  Complimented Lessa.
"You look super beautiful yourself." My sister complimented her earning her a super squeal and a hug from Lessa. As I watched them interact i got a eureka moment about our dead end with Stephen's problem. I texted the group chat that I had found a plan and switched my phone off knowing that my phone would be blowing up because I didn't expound. Turning to Lessa, i called her aside and led her to the closet after telling the girls I'll be back in a few minutes.
"So what's up?" Lessa asked once i had shut the door.
"I need a favor..."
 
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"Is the bride ready?" Lessa asked one of the bridesmaids whose name i think is Sasha, as we stood outside the door to the room where Cara was getting ready.
"She's almost set." Sasha replied with a smile at both of us. I think she had to be the nicest of all of Cara's bridal party.