Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 122

Effie glanced down at her dress, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. Her tone was mild, almost amused. "That's right. Why do you ask?"

Sigrid's voice shot up a notch, her disbelief laid bare. "How could you possibly get a custom UKISS piece?"

Effie arched an eyebrow, her composure unshaken. "Is it so impossible? Yet, here I am, wearing it."

Sigrid couldn't believe it.

If this dress had been on the back of any other socialite in the room, she wouldn't have batted an eye. But this gown was worth seven figures. Effie, of all people— how on earth did she pull this off? Not long ago, Effie had been completely ordinary; now she seemed to have transformed overnight, the ugly duckling turned swan.

The comparison was almost painful-Effie made Sigrid feel utterly forgettable.

Sigrid ever found out just how many UKISS dresses she had stashed at home, she'd probably have a meltdown. Lyman had commissioned a whole wardrobe

felt like a waste of effort. Sigrid, seeing just how indifferent Effie was to her now, felt a fresh wave of discomfort. Effie used to be so accommodating, so eager to please. What had happened to

Instead, she looked every bit

alive as she watched Effie

Instinctively, everyone turned toward the door-and that's when Isabel made her entrance, the picture of poise

wanted. She'd waited until the room was

Fashion Gala- everyone was dressed to impress,

began to ripple through the crowd. "Miss Isabel looks absolutely stunning! That dress is

she has the figure and presence to pull it

that a custom UKISS gown? Practically

spoke up somewhere in the crowd, "I'm pretty sure I just saw someone else wearing that

weren't loud, but they spread quickly. All eyes shifted between