Chapter 1254: Chapter 1254

Chapter 1254:

“Harlee, do you need a break?” Belinda asked as she handed Harlee a cup of coffee.

“I’m not tired.” Harlee slowly opened her eyes, took a sip, and responded with a smile, “I think they’re the ones who need a break more than me.”

“Actually, Miss Sanderson, we’re all doing well,” everyone responded at the same time before returning their attention to their tasks.

Taking a larger gulp of coffee, Harlee asked, “Have any guests begun to arrive today?”

“Quite a few have come, not just those invited by the Green family but many others wanting to offer their congratulations. When I left the house, I noticed many prominent figures from across the country arriving,” Belinda explained, smiling. “But most just leave their gifts and go, knowing how crowded these events can get.”

The number of guests for the Sanderson family nearly matched those of the Green family.

“Also, your mother and I decided that you and Rhys should keep those gifts, so we’ve started moving some to your new home,” Belinda said, clearly excited. She had been carefully selecting which gifts to keep, ensuring nothing unwanted was moved.

Belinda added, “The items have been placed on the third floor. It’s quite full. You should see it when you get a chance.”

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The marriage between the Green and Sanderson families was poised to be a grand event that would be noted both nationally and internationally, far surpassing even Belinda’s own wedding in grandeur.

Harlee knew to expect a large turnout, but the sheer volume of gifts filling an entire floor was beyond her expectations. She couldn’t help but ask, “Are there several hundred people?”

“More than that,” Belinda said. “Just in the time I’ve been here, the butler has welcomed nearly thirty people.”

Noticing Belinda’s need for a rest, an attentive assistant brought over a chair. Belinda gratefully accepted it and gave the assistant a generous tip. Belinda sat down gracefully, observing Harlee being styled, and said, “Brenton mentioned that not only local magnates but also international dignitaries and politicians are attending the celebration. They’re all staying at Grand Oak.”

Harlee, taken aback, commented, “That’s quite a gathering.”

She had assumed that with the disbandment of the Shadow Moon Society, these international guests might not attend, yet their participation was impressively courteous. If anything were to happen to those people, it would become an international matter.

Concerned about the implications of any incidents involving those guests, Harlee excused herself to Belinda and started messaging Patrick. “Ensure that security at Grand Oak is top-notch!”

Patrick replied, “No worries. Everything’s under control.”

“Better safe than sorry. Leave no room for error,” Harlee typed, not fully convinced by the notion of a foolproof security plan.

“Understood!” Patrick responded and promptly began to implement additional security measures, his demeanor now far from relaxed.

When Harlee put down her phone, Skyla entered the room. Just then, the ongoing styling paused as the makeup artist and hairstylist looked at each other before the makeup artist tentatively asked, “Miss Sanderson, we’ve finished styling. Would you like to stand and see the results?”

Harlee stood instinctively, but before she could even turn to the mirror, she was met with gasps of admiration.

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