All Chapters of Rise Of The Heiress : Chapter 151 - Chapter 156

Isabella had always believed that life had a strange way of throwing curveballs when you least expected them. The past few months had been full of twists and turns, each one more unpredictable than the last. But nothing could have prepared her for the news that was about to change everything.It was a quiet Sunday morning, and Alexander had just finished preparing breakfast for the two of them. Isabella was sitting at the kitchen counter, sipping her coffee, her thoughts wandering as they often did. She felt a sense of peace she hadn’t felt in a long time. Life with Alexander had been a whirlwind of emotion, but it was also a comfort she hadn’t realized she needed.As she took another sip of her coffee, she felt the faintest flutter in her stomach. It wasn’t the usual butterflies she’d come to associate with the excitement of being around Alexander. No, this was something else—something a little deeper, a little more profound.She placed her coffee mug down on the counter, a frown tug

The excitement in the air was palpable as Isabella stood in front of the large mirror in the bridal boutique, the soft rustle of fabric around her as she admired the elegant gown that clung to her body. The dress was everything she had imagined—a perfect blend of timeless elegance and modern flair. Lace, satin, and delicate embroidery made it an extraordinary piece, one that made her feel both delicate and strong at the same time. She ran her fingers along the intricate beadwork at the waist, the shimmer of it catching the light and reflecting the love and care that had gone into making it.“This is perfect,” she whispered to herself, a soft smile playing on her lips.Behind her, Isabella could hear the excited chatter of her best friend, Lily, who had come along to help with the wedding preparations. Lily had been a constant source of support for Isabella ever since the day they had met. Through every high and low, she had remained by her side, offering her unwavering loyalty and lov

The sun had just begun to set, casting a soft, golden hue over the gathered crowd. The air was thick with the scent of fresh flowers, and the atmosphere was one of pure magic. Isabella’s heart pounded as she walked down the aisle, her steps slow and steady, each one taking her closer to the man she loved, the man she was about to marry. Alexander stood at the altar, his eyes fixed on her, his expression unreadable, but the warmth in his gaze made her heart swell. The garden, which had been transformed into a stunning venue for their wedding, was filled with their closest friends and family, all of them watching this momentous occasion unfold. The guests were silent, their eyes glued to Isabella as she made her way to Alexander. The world felt like it had come to a standstill, and it was as though time itself was holding its breath in anticipation. Isabella felt a mixture of nerves and excitement. Her hand gripped the bouquet tightly, but it wasn’t out of fear; it was a reminder of