Chapter 574

The entire floor was expansive, spacious, and bathed in light.

In the elegantly minimalist living room, a few neatly arranged rattan chairs added a touch of warmth, while two steaming cups of premium coffee sat invitingly on the table.

A group of studio assistants stood to the side, poised to greet their guests. The moment Richard entered with Tiffany, they bowed respectfully and chorused, “Good day, Mr. Hampton. Good day, Mrs. Hampton.”

“Mm,” Richard replied lazily, not breaking his stride as he continued walking further inside with Tiffany by his side.

Beyond the sitting area, displayed on a pristine, well–lit platform, was a wedding dress that commanded attention with its luxurious simplicity. It glowed under the lights.

Richard kept a firm but gentle hold on Tiffany’s hand. When her eyes landed on the dress, Tiffany couldn’t help but pause, captivated.

It was stunning–the style, the precise tailoring, the sheer elegance. It radiated luxury without veering into ostentation, carrying an almost ethereal beauty. It was breathtaking.

“Do you like it?” Richard asked, his hand brushing lightly against her waist. He added with a small smile, “Go ahead, try it on.”

Tiffany hesitated. To be honest, she hadn’t been prepared for this.

She had just come from school, still wearing her uniform. Her shoes didn’t match the occasion, and she wasn’t wearing any makeup. How could she try on such a stunning wedding dress like this?

But Richard clearly anticipated her concern.

As soon as he finished his words, several female staff members stepped forward.

They bowed gracefully to Tiffany and said in unison, “Mrs. Hampton, please follow us this way.”

Realizing there was no point in refusing, Tiffany nodded. She glanced back at Richard, whose eyes gleamed with anticipation. The warmth in his gaze made her cheeks flush. Without another word, she let herself be led into the dressing room.

The wedding dress had a long, trailing hem, and it was undeniably difficult to handle alone.

However, the studio’s assistants were clearly well–trained. Tiffany felt them working swiftly yet delicately, and before she knew it, the dress was fitted perfectly around her.

“Mrs. Hampton, please have a seat. I’ll fix your hair,” one of the assistants said with a smile.

you,” Tiffany

sit still as the assistants worked around her.

echoed one after another.

once, the usually self–assured and narcissistic Tiffany didn’t nod in smug agreement.

of the female assistants stifled a laugh and replied, “We don’t keep mirrors in the

Tiffany

“Please change into these, Mrs.

the shoes and slipped them

the door to

in unison, their voices

breath, Tiffany stepped

He’d seen her at her worst, knew her

energy coursed through her,

as a flush crept across

steadied herself, straightened her posture, and

waiting for

he was not impatient at all from the

there was an

occasionally drifted toward the direction of the changing

Finally, the door opened.

in

her slender frame, accentuating her swan–like neck with elegance and poise. Her prominent collarbones added a subtle hint of allure, and the faint red mark on her neck

of astonishment in

across his face, his features

frame, broad shoulders, and chiseled physique were impeccably showcased by his tailored suit. He looked so

skipping a beat, though a

asked teasingly, “Do I

Richard replied without

and his large hand

and she

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