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Chapter 86 The Honeymoon
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After the party ended, Briana performed the classic bridal bouquet toss.

Countless young ladies crowded around the designated spot where the bride, facing away, built suspense before throwing the bouquet.

Even with her back turned, the bouquet landed in Luana's hands!

Luana, like an American football player, caught the bouquet as if it were a ball and maneuvered away from the other young ladies who tried to snatch it from her.

After that, Mark escorted Briana to the same helicopter. Behind them, everyone applauded, cheered, and wished them happiness.

"Hey, darling!" Briana remembered something, "I didn't pack my bags!"

"No need." Mark teased.

Briana entered the helicopter more astonished than ever. What trick did her husband have up his sleeve this time?

******

Mark and Briana arrived at their honeymoon destination: a remote island off the coast for private use.

Naturally, the island belonged to Mark, but Briana didn't know that yet.

The helicopter landed on the airstrip, and t
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