Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 123

Isabel was so furious she could practically taste blood.

She'd spent months planning and countless hours securing this dress, only to walk in and find someone else wearing the exact same thing.

And not just anyone-Effie, of all people!

Unbelievable.

Effie hadn't even registered what was happening before Sigrid, standing nearby, piped up with a smirk. “Effie, I have to ask-how did you get your hands on a UKISS gown? Don't tell me you're wearing a knockoff. God, that's just pathetic. How desperate are you to show off?"

Sigrid could scarcely believe her eyes-two identical dresses at the same event? Impossible.

Everyone knew UKISS couture pieces were one-of-a-kind. Which could only mean one thing: one of these was a fake.

And this was Isabel-famed dancer and celebrity-no way would she be caught dead in a counterfeit.

obviously, Effie must be

odd from the start. How could Effie

frowned when she saw

just show up in the

the room: who

entirely unbothered. She knew for a

you have that my dress is fake? Or do you always talk out of your ass?

to pull a fast one?" Sigrid shot back, her voice rising. Before Effie could retort, Isabel strode over, eyes sweeping over Effie in disdain. She addressed the crowd, her tone dripping with confidence. "This gown was custom made for me at

gasp rippled

pounds? Even for this crowd of socialites, that was real money. No one present would casually drop that much on a single

dress

could barely contain her satisfaction. She'd been waiting for a chance to put Effie

In high society, that

a bright, triumphant smile, Isabel turned to Effie. "Miss Bagnold, what a coincidence that we have such similar taste. Where did you find your gown? Are you sure you