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Simran's lips curled into a subtle smile, mirroring Vivienne's own growing excitement. "Allow me to introduce them, Mistress," she began, her voice carrying a touch of formality that heightened the sense of anticipation in the room.
"These ladies are professional artists," Simran's voice exuded a tinge of enthusiasm, "skilled in the art of hairstyling, dressing, and makeup application. They are here to ensure that you are adorned in the most exquisite manner."
Vivienne's brows arched in surprise, a mixture of amusement and speechlessness playing upon her features. Simran's excitement was infectious, causing a soft laughter to escape her lips.
She had tried to persuade Lucien that a grand ceremony was unnecessary, that their love and success spoke volumes on their own. Yet, he had insisted, desiring to showcase their union to the outside world in a manner befitting their achievements.
