"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.

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

exchanged surprised glances. They couldn't believe someone from the Schmidt Group would come to

in comparison to the

She'll surely come down

the case, I'm afraid I

icily. "I've worked for Ms. Emerson for many years, and I know her like the back of my hand. Ms. Emerson mentioned that her mother is the only living

Lydia's expression darkened instantly.

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

crept up their spines, accompanied by

shuddered and

an imposing man in a dark uniform, his sharp gaze

might leap

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