Free The Billionaire's Favourite Mistake: Billionaires and Bridesmaids 4 by Jessica Clare

wasn’t going to be a three-for-one deal all the way to the altar, was it?
    “I haven’t decided yet,” Stijn said, dragging Greer’s attention back to him.
    Her jaw dropped. Again. “Haven’t . . . decided?”
    The smile that lit up her father’s face was more than a little devious. “We’re going to publicize the mystery wedding and make it a grand event. I’ll decide when I get to the altar which of my three girlfriends will be my bride.”
    Tiffi squealed again.
    Greer looked at the three women, then back at her father. They . . . they were serious? Her father was going to have a stunt wedding? And the women were going to go along with it? She didn’t know which one was more ridiculous.
    “Congratulations,” Greer managed to choke out. She had a lot of feelings about this, but her father wouldn’t want to hear them. Stijn always did what Stijn wanted, and what anyone else thought didn’t matter one bit to him. It was what made him a successful businessman. It also made him a bit of a prick, she admitted to herself. And she could only imagine how the two “unchosen” sisters were going to handle being rejected at the altar.
    “I want you to handle the wedding preparations,” Stijn said abruptly. “I’ve no time to deal with such foolery myself, but since this will be a media event, someone will need to coordinate everything. I’ve chosen you, since you did an acceptable job with my most recent party.”
    Acceptable? The praise was just
too
much. “Thank you. I would love to,
Vader
, but like I said, I’m planning two other weddings at the moment, and I really need to check my schedule—”
    “You’ll do this for me. I’d hate to have my daughter disappoint her father so severely.” His voice turned cold.
    She blinked, taken aback by the abrupt change in his voice. Gone was the jovial businessman. In his place was the cool, cutthroat man that made her cringe. The one that had never given her an ounce of love growing up. And even though Greer knew she was stronger than that, she withered a little under his disapproval.
    “I’m sure I can move things around,” she murmured.
    “Excellent.” Her father’s smile returned, and Greer felt the knot of anxiety in her stomach relax. “As I said, I do not have time to deal with the planning of a wedding. My best man will handle anything that requires a decision by the groom, and my three potential brides will have carte blanche to do as they like. Since there will be three brides, we shall prepare three weddings and only one will go off.”
    This was starting to sound like a nightmare, but Greer kept her hands clasped in her lap. “I see.”
    “You can continue to stay here at the castle, of course. And if you need to fly back to New York
temporarily
”—he stressed the word—“then you can of course use my private jet.”
    “Thank you.” What else could she say?
    “Isn’t this exciting?” Bunni asked, bouncing in her seat again. It made her breasts jiggle magnificently. “We’re all going to be brides!”
    “At least until we get to the altar,” Kiki said, and gave Greer a little smile, as if sympathizing with her shock.
    Greer’s mind was racing with all the things she’d need to do to plan the wedding. There’d be locations to scout out, press releases, an engagement party, photographers to book, and a hundred small tasks that would fall in her lap. It would take well over a year to coordinate properly, but she could just fly back and forth for Gretchen’s wedding, and make calls from Vegas. As for her other client, she’d simply have to refer her to the competition. “When did you say you wanted this done,
Vader
?”
    “I think a month is enough time for this silliness, don’t you?” Stijn opened his laptop. “Now, if you ladies don’t mind, I need to do some work.”
    “A month?” Greer sputtered.
    The wintry look returned to her father’s eyes. “Is this a problem? Is it that you don’t want to help your