Ready to Rule: The Real Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 1329

As the wedding procession slowly pulled away from the Norwood estate, the entire city seemed to pause in awe. Ten stretch limousines, each one draped with fresh flowers, carried the gifts. Inside, the cars were piled high with gold and jewels, antique scrolls, and priceless artwork. Rumor had it there were even sandalwood chests holding a thousand taels of gold, gifts specially prepared by Kylie and Cameron. The sight was so grand and lavish that everywhere the convoy passed, people stopped in their tracks, unable to look away.

Meanwhile, Lydia’s Garden was already buzzing with guests. Royal family members from Country E and Country Y were seated in the VIP section, surrounded by world leaders, business moguls, and A-list celebrities. The entire estate was decorated with extravagant flair. A hundred-meter-long red carpet ran down the center, lined on both sides by arches made entirely of roses, guiding everyone straight to the ceremony. Inside the banquet hall, the ceiling had been transformed into a night sky. Tiny fiber-optic lights sparkled like stars, making it feel as if the Milky Way had descended to earth.

This wedding wasn’t just a huge deal for the Norwood and Jefferson families. It had become the talk of the entire city, even drawing attention from around the world. It was a statement for everyone to see: real love can overcome anything, and happiness has a way of showing up in the most unforgettable way.

Soft music began to play, signaling the official start of the ceremony. Lydia had changed into a wedding dress that took a team of top designers three months to make. The gown was covered in thousands of Swarovski crystals and crafted from the finest silk organza. The train trailed behind her for ten meters, shimmering like a river of stars as she walked. Every detail was thoughtful. The pearls at the neckline matched her earrings perfectly, a diamond belt highlighted her slim waist, and the open back added a touch of graceful allure.

Lydia’s four brothers escorted her, each one careful and protective as they led her to the stage. When they placed her hand in Connor’s, the guys all looked at him, their eyes sending a message that was equal parts blessing and warning. “Take care of our sister, or you’ll answer to us.” Connor nodded, taking their words seriously, then gently took Lydia’s hand and led her to the center of the stage.

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