"Haha! You've got a point, Mom!" Jamie furrowed her well-trimmed brows. "But I still don't get why we didn't hire a top-notch designer for my wedding gown. Why settle for this woman's help? It's ridiculous."

"Ah, my dear daughter, there's more to it than meets the eye."

Lydia held Jamie's arm and said seriously, "Your father's success in business stems from his ability to allocate resources wisely from a young age.

"Having Rose design your wedding dress serves several purposes. Firstly, it would be a waste not to utilize her skills. Secondly, it's a subtle way for your father to assert his authority over her. She needs to understand her place in the Emerson family.

"She may be an Emerson, but she would always be beneath you. She would have to suck up to you for the rest of her life."

With a meticulously crafted plan in mind, Lydia and Jamie made their way through the entrance.

"Hi, do you have an appointment?" The assistant approached them.

"Appointment? What for? This little establishment is not that upscale. No need for formalities." Jamie sneered and rolled her eyes.

her demeanor turning frosty. "Ms. Emerson doesn't entertain unannounced guests. Madam Clarissa from the Schmidt Group was turned away earlier because she didn't have

couldn't believe someone from the Schmidt Group would come to Rose's

sway, they paled in comparison to the Schmidts, one

her that her relatives are here to see her. She'll surely come down to greet

the case, I'm afraid I can't let you

years, and I know her like the back of my hand. Ms. Emerson mentioned that her mother is

Lydia's expression darkened instantly.

could that bitch say that?" Jamie's rage boiled over, and she

up their spines, accompanied by the relentless

Jamie shuddered

a dark uniform, his sharp gaze fixed upon

as if it might leap from her chest.

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