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

thousands.

a masterpiece couldn’t be just anyone.

work at

tough economy, how many people would actually shell out thousands for a

dress?

shop just opened. If you two don’t mind, would you like to come in

was eager to welcome these

potential customers warmly.

Wanda, seeking her opinion

softly, “I’ll go with whatever

inside and have

the perfect opportunity since it was still early, and Carlisle was also interested in getting to know this designer, perhaps even considering

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followed Leon

the window, they spotted a small round table with chairs arranged

a seat. Let me go grab some water for

bottles of water from the

to offer you. I hope you

problem,” Carlisle reassured

took the two bottles of water and handed one to Wanda.

“I’m Leon Quinlan. I graduated from Clindon

design and

Laneir as an assistant chief designer, thanks to

quit and return to the country for

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

University. This is my girlfriend, Wanda Thompson, who’s also in the same department, Carlisle said, feeling it was only polite to introduce himself and Wanda since Leon had done