Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

Dylan thought of the gift to give Blair but nothing came to his mind. He thought of a dress but she had lots of dresses including the ones he got for her. Shoes as well but he also thought she had a lot.

He was running out of options when an idea popped into his mind. He remembered that he said he would marry her again, properly. And he thought of buying their wedding bands here.

This side of the country was known for making beautiful jewelry, one of the best and he decided to check it out.

He asked his driver to take him to a particular jeweler that he knew.

When Dylan got there he got out of the car and went into the shop. The shop was exquisite, it was beautified with different kinds of jewelry. Everywhere and everything sparkled. From necklaces to hairpins to anklets, they simply had every kind of jewelry imaginable and unimaginable.

Dylan moved towards the ring section and he saw that there were different kinds that he didn’t know the kind to choose.

“Ah, Mr Lancaster! I see you finally visited our shop.” A tall and lanky man approached him. He had a ring on each finger and his neck was adorned with different necklaces.

His outfit also had forms of jewelry on it.

“Ernesto,” Dylan called and gave him a handshake.

“It’s been a while since you visited this shop, sir. I also heard about the wedding.” The man continued.

He was the owner of the jewelry place that Dylan visited anytime he was in the area.

Ernesto was a jeweler and an extravagant one at that. He had the right jewelry for the right occasions.

Ever since Dylan got married he had not visited the shop because he didn’t see any need to.

“Yes, Ernesto. I got married, I’m looking for a wedding band for her and myself.” Dylan said.

“Hmmm, alright sir. Do you have any idea what her taste is and yours, of course?” Ernesto asked.

Dylan knew the answer right away. Blair loved simple things, things that weren’t too extravagant and flashy. But at the same time, she liked beautiful and quality things.

Dylan explained to the man the kind of ring that Blair would like. Dylan also wanted something simple for himself.

“Alright, sir. I will have the ring made and sent to your home. I will let you know when I am done and ready to send it.” The man explained.

“Thank you, Ernesto. I appreciate it.” Dylan thanked him wholeheartedly.

“Not to worry. You deserve it, you are one of our best customers and you’ve also brought in customers for us. It’s my pleasure to help you, sir.” He gushed.

“Thank you.” Dylan chuckled.

“Would you like to check anything else, sir?” The man asked him.

“Oh uh, I’m not sure. She has lots of jewelry and I’m not sure she’d be happy if I keep buying more but yeah I’ll look around for anything catchy.” Dylan told him.

“Alright, sir. Jamie! Come help our customer!” He called out one of his employees.

A short and petite lady came running towards them.

“Good afternoon sir.” She greeted Dylan.

“Good afternoon.” He answered.

“She can help you pick out something nice.” He assured Dylan.

“Thank you, Ernesto. I’m glad I came here today, it’s been a while.” He smiled.

“My pleasure sir. I’ll be leaving now, have a nice day.” Ernesto waved before leaving the shop.

It took Dylan around 10 minutes to find something for Blair. The lady asked him a few questions about Blair’s taste and he explained just a little bit to her.

He chose a very pretty charm bracelet for her. Blair loved the simplicity and he knew that she would like the bracelet.

It had small bits of diamonds around it and some other decors too. It was pretty and cute, he thought Blair would like it so he got it for her.

Dylan finally left the shop and got into his car.

“Are we done, sir?” Gerald asked.

“Yeah. Let’s go.” He said.

They drove to the hangar where his ride was parked. He was the only one going back because the rest were still working in the office. They had things to tidy up before leaving.

“Goodbye, sir.” Gerald greeted him.

“Bye, Gerald. Thank you for the ride.” He gave a soft smile and patted his shoulder.

The driver was constantly shocked by Dylan’s behavior towards him. Dylan never showed his appreciation towards anyone nor did he carry his bag himself. He always did things as he liked and he didn’t care how anyone thought of him.

But it was as if he was a different man. As if the other side of him never existed.

Dylan got settled in and the plane took off in no time. He smiled at the thought of Blair’s surprised reaction.

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Blair and Samantha finished their lunch quickly because they still had to find the shops that Sam wanted to shop from.

Blair was already tired because of the long walk that they had to take. After they searched the first floor, they moved to the second.

They only walked for 10 minutes when Sam screamed in delight.

“Look, Blair! We found it! It’s over there.” She pointed towards some shops a few meters away from them.

“Yay,” Blair muttered. She held her knees as she was tired.

“Come on, let’s go.” Sam held her hand and dragged her towards the shops.

Blair was out of breath by the time they got there. She sat down on a couch in front of the changing room.

“Really?” Sam mocked.

“What? I’m tired for fuck sake! We walked for an hour or more, what the hell!” She complained, breathing heavily.

“I’m sorry Blair but I wanted to find this shop y’know.” Sam apologized.

“Just do your thing, I’ll just sit here,” Blair said as she tried to get comfortable on the couch.

A woman walked towards them.

“I thought you were the one! I was right! Mrs Lancaster, it’s a pleasure to have you in my store.” The woman praised her.

Blair looked from Sam to the woman and Sam from the woman to Blair, they were confused.

“Um, excuse me, do I know you? I’m not sure I’ve met you, ma’am.” Blair spoke cautiously. She had never met the woman.

“Oh no, you haven’t. Your husband visits my store in Italy. I just opened this branch here because of my customers, like your husband.” The woman explained.

“Oh! Wow.” Blair exclaimed. The woman moved closer so she could shake hands with her.

“I’m Careen.” The woman held out her hand towards Blair.

“I’m Blair and that’s my friend Samantha. It’s nice to meet you.” Blair shook her hands. The woman moved towards Samantha too.

“Samantha.” She shook hands with the woman.

“I’m sorry to ask but how did you recognize me?” Blair asked.

Samantha left them and went to check the clothes on the racks.

“Everyone knows the Lancasters, ma’am. Including your family as well, your mom has visited my store too.” The woman told her.

“Really?” Blair was surprised.

“I just did my research and quickly recognized you when I saw you,” Careen said.

“Oh wow. That’s some new information.” Blair said, still surprised that she knew her mother.

She glanced at Samantha and saw that she was checking the clothes on the rack.

“Is there anything in particular that you’re looking for?” The older woman asked her.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Uh no actually. My friend is the one looking for something. Do you mind helping her?” Blair asked.

“I don’t mind. Of course, I can help.” She answered and went to meet Sam.

Blair took out her phone and texted Dylan since she couldn’t call him. She told him about everything that happened right from when Samantha came.

She kept her phone back inside her pocket. Samantha approached her with lots of clothes in her hands.

“What are these?” Blair asked her.

“Clothes! That we are gonna try on.” She answered with a smirk and a proud look on her face.

“I and Careen agreed that you would try out clothes too. She doesn’t like the idea that Mrs Lancaster left her store empty-handed.” Sam continued.

“You’re kidding, right? I have a lot of clothes, Sam. It’s not advisable to spend too much on clothes all the time.” Blair pointed out.

“But you don’t buy clothes all the time, Blair. Even if it’s just three dresses, for Careen’s sake at least.” Samantha begged.

Sam only did what she was doing to get on her good graces. It wasn’t as if she wanted to shop with Blair or she missed her. Sam had other friends that she could hang out with but she wanted Blair to trust her even more.

She wanted her husband and she was going to get him. She wanted to be Mrs Lancaster and she didn’t care how.

“Fine, three dresses, Sam. Anything more than that isn’t leaving this place with me.” Bliar said as she folded her arms.

Samantha gave her fakest, genuine smile. A smile of anger, irritation, and hatred.

She simply despised the woman in front of her. They had been friends for the longest and even her friends were jealous of the fact that Blair was her friend. Sam hated it.

Blair got all the attention everywhere they went and it annoyed Sam.

Everything became worse for Sam when Blair and Dylan got married. Especially when she learned that they had fallen in love with each other.

Samantha went berserk when she heard it.

“Sure. Let’s get to work.” Samantha dragged her to her feet and took her into the changing room.

“I’ll be here on the couch and I’ll be the judge of your outfits,” Careen called out to them.

“Thank you, Careen.” Blair thanked her, peeking from the door of the changing room.

Sam was the first to find a dress to change into. And she deliberately tried on all the pretty dresses first, so that she could choose the best.

But not all the dresses suited her, in fact only 4 out of 12 suited her.

“You look good in that one, Sam but not the wine-coloured one. This is more beautiful.” Careen pointed out two of the dresses that Sam wanted.

She could only take the green dress because it suited her more.

Blair tried the basic sundresses that she found, although she didn’t like some she chose a few. Careen helped as well.

Later, Bliar tried on some of the fancy dresses that Sam tried on but she chose just one dress that suited her perfectly.

Samantha wanted the dress for herself but it didn’t suit her. She fumed when she saw how Blair looked in it.

After all the dress changing and checking and reviewing, Blair got 4 dresses and it was because Careen forced her to take a cute top that she found.

Careen gave them a discount for everything that they got.

“Thank you, Careen. You have been such a great help.” Blair appreciated it.

She had a great time there.

“It’s my pleasure dear. It was nice meeting you and reviewing these dresses with you.” Careen laughed.

“My pleasure as well.” Blair laughed.

They all said their goodbyes and left her store.

“I want a shoe, Blair,” Sam said.

Blair didn’t have the strength to argue with her so she just complied.

They got to another store but it was a shoe store.

Samantha got busy immediately, she spoke to the store attendant before she started shoes. Not exactly testing shoes but mostly checking for pretty shoes that would fit her.

Blair just sat on the chair with her legs crossed. She took out her phone to check if Dylan already texted her and he hadn’t.

Maybe he was busy, she thought.

“Blair? Aren’t you getting a shoe at least?” Samantha asked.

Blair sighed but she got up anyway. She realized that giving Samantha a hard time might make her suspicious. Blair usually agreed with every shopping spree and every piece of advice that Sam would give. All except this one, so she didn’t want her to suspect anything.

“Alright, I think I’d like to get more than one,” Blair said and Sam smiled, feeling accomplished.

She checked the shoes on display for almost 20 minutes but she didn’t like any of the shoes. They were either flashy or too extravagant.

Blair had to ask the attendant for the ones that weren’t on display.

“Those kinds are limited edition ma’am and they’re quite expensive.” The woman told her.

Blair knew Sam was watching and a part of her wanted to remind her of how wealthy her husband and her parents were. She didn’t like it but she felt like Samantha didn’t deserve any amount of decency or consideration that she gave in the past.

“It’s okay. I’d like to see them.” Blair continued to push for it.

The woman looked at her with uncertainty. Blair thought it was because she didn’t dress or look extravagant and wealthy like Sam.

They had no idea that Blair just liked to be simple.

After the lady brought out the shoes, Blair knew the exact ones she wanted.

She picked a pair of nude and strappy YSL heels, a Bottega Veneta slipper with heels, and a pair of black, jumping, Louboutin pumps.

“I’ll be taking these.” Blair smiled.

“Okay, ma’am.” The woman answered.

“You do know how to pick your shoes, Blair. I’m glad you haven’t forgotten.” Sam commented.

“That’ll be $5760, ma’am.” The cashier told her.

“Okay, how about hers?” Blair asked.

The woman wanted to protest but Sam cut her off.

“What is it with you people? Can you please attend to us quickly?” Sam asked.

“I- I- I’m sorry ma’am.” She stammered.

The woman rounded everything up and Blair paid with her card. She deliberately transferred the money that she would need to her card and dropped Dylan’s card at home.

“Thank you for this, Blair,” Sam said and raised the shoe bags a bit.

“It’s okay Sam,” Blair answered.

“We should go home now. I will drop you off.” Sam said.

“Alright,” Blair answered.