Claire wants a small wedding. She has no idea who she’s marrying. When the wedding planner came to give me her report, shortly after Claire saw her friends off, I didn’t expect her to be that frugal. Barely twenty thousand rubles, that small. No fanfare. No fuss. No one would hear about it.
I needed this wedding to blow up. It should echo in every corner of the city for weeks. I always thought women knew how to spend money. So I left it alone. Let’s see what Claire would do. And this... this is what she did.
I smiled at the figure and told the wedding planner to multiply it by two hundred. “Follow Claire’s plan,” I said, “as best as you can.” And now, the entire Ivory Garden Estate is booked, and the field out back has been transformed into the wedding grounds.
I had Nico send invites t
