The billionaire's groom

and I just got married. Y

t he is the man of my dreams. After buying AMT International

ntasies gazing at me. "Arnold

ed in a church and the overflowing white gown filling the whole church, and yes and my par

asks."Yes, honey, we are. I am almost done. Just a little more, and I will be done. I added a bit more makeup, and then I stood up to cha

d render aid with the dress. Done, he says and opens the door for me. Th

hot, and I could not wait to get back. I turned to watch Arnold, who was staring at Chr

I do understand being in a house with two beautif

g the restaurant, I can already sight my parents from afar, sitting in their favorite spot and talking abo

ember what we pra

drop. My father's eyes widen, and he asks me when we get closer to the table, Queenie, is

appointed, which p

tched his hand, but my father was still counting his losses, not payin

h him, Dad? I rep

ove

he fears hearing me talk about death, and it's a tool I have mastered for us since childhood. You don't have to die; he says meekly. Jack

g a brow so my mom knows I don't want rare. "Jack am leaving

this as a family, p

still disgruntled a

kay, my father says, still allow this,I'll have to adjust my will as w

o I said Agree." My dad brings his hands forward towards Arnold, who has b

e server, and we

ittle addition; the meal was silent,

ly picture with Arnold today

ated everything into perspective, he is a smart man, not easily fooled. Eve

the changes was that I knew it would be so Arnold would not acquire

declared that we would procure a

," Queenie says. Arnold stands and holds my chair for me as I stand. He said

d than when I told him