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.

out just how many UKISS dresses she

word with Sigrid felt like a waste of effort. Sigrid, seeing just how indifferent Effie was to her now, felt a fresh wave of discomfort.

be struggling after leaving her brother's house? Instead, she looked

eating her alive as she watched Effie carry

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

waited until the room was

wonder this was the Fashion Gala- everyone

crowd. "Miss Isabel looks absolutely stunning! That

Of course she has the figure and presence

Practically impossible to get

in the crowd, "I'm pretty sure

loud, but they spread quickly. All