Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 233

As Wanda glanced down at her dress, memories flooded in.

It was a memento from her dad’s trip abroad, supposedly bought from a street vendor.

She had mild social anxiety, so she preferred keeping a low profile at school.

She even rarely used the phone her brother had bought for her.

Leon appeared puzzled as he asked, “You don’t know the price?”

Wanda shook her head and replied, “This dress was a gift from my dad when he returned from overseas.

“He mentioned he bought it from a street vendor. But just by looking at it, I can tell this dress must be worth quite a lot of money.”

Upon hearing this, Leon smiled warmly and remarked, “It seems like you usually keep a low profile, which is why your dad was concerned about adding any pressure on you.”

Eager for an answer, Wanda persisted, “So, how much is this dress really worth?”

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However, Leon hesitated and said, “Since your dad kept it from you, I won’t disclose the price. Just remember, your dad cares for you deeply.”

Wanda’s expression soured slightly as she pursed her lips in displeasure.

Carlisle couldn’t help but ask, “You seem to be a fashion designer, so why open a bridal shop?”

Wanda’s dress was strikingly modern. It seemed like something that would stay fashionable for years to

come.

on Leon’s earlier remarks, Carlisle estimated that her dress was worth a

thousands.

couldn’t be just anyone. Their

work at big fashion companies

tough economy, how many people

dress?

you like to come in and

was eager to welcome

potential customers warmly.

turned to Wanda,

“I’ll go with whatever you decide.”

go inside and have

interested in getting to know this designer, perhaps even

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two followed Leon into the shop.

a small round table with chairs

some water for you,”

of water from the

not much to offer you. I hope you don’t mind.”

Carlisle reassured

of water

himself, “I’m Leon Quinlan. I graduated from Clindon

in fashion design and

an assistant chief designer, thanks

return to the country

noticed a hint of resentment in Leon’s eyes as he spoke. He guessed that Leon might have had some issues with the higher–ups at

who’s also in the same department, Carlisle said, feeling it was only polite to