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.

but she couldn't be bothered to explain. If Sigrid ever found out just how many UKISS dresses she had stashed at home, she'd probably have a meltdown.

indifferent Effie was to her now, felt a fresh wave of

be struggling after leaving her brother's house? Instead, she looked every bit the princess-elegant, poised, almost ethereal. It was

she watched Effie carry herself with

through the entrance. Clearly, someone important had arrived. Instinctively, everyone turned toward the door-and that's when Isabel made her entrance, the picture of

the room was full before making

was the Fashion Gala- everyone was dressed to

through the crowd. "Miss Isabel looks absolutely stunning! That dress

course she has the

gown? Practically impossible to get

pretty sure I just saw someone else wearing

but they spread quickly. All eyes