Chapter 488 Yes I Slap You

Eleanor naturally saw through Eleanor's modesty. The more she thought about Rose's earlier remarks, the more intrigued she became.

She set down the documents on her desk and hurried over to the sewing machine. Her gaze followed Rose's and fell on the large photo of the evening gown.

"This evening gown was burned years ago, and I've been searching for experts to repair it.

"Actually, there was a master who could have restored the gown a decade ago in Herkleton. But unfortunately, he suddenly passed away..."

Eleanor sighed, lamenting not only the gown's irreparable damage but also the loss of such an excellent embroiderer.

Rose's eyes dimmed. She remembered the last summer she saw the old man. That summer, he had a car accident. She never returned to Herkleton after handling his funeral.

"I heard that the legendary embroiderer had an apprentice. I've spent years trying to find them, but there's been no trace of them anywhere. If we could just find that apprentice, perhaps the gown would have been restored by now. But alas..."

Rose felt a jolt in her heart. In her daze, Eleanor suddenly looked at her. "You mentioned that the French knot stitch isn't suitable for this gown's repair. Do you have any ideas?"

Rose snapped back to reality and instinctively replied, "No, I... I just felt it wasn't quite right. I don't really understand anything, and I have no idea..."

"Is that so?"

A hint of disappointment flickered in Eleanor's eyes. She had thought Rose's modesty was a facade. Perhaps she had been too focused on the gown, wanting to grasp at any straw.

"It seems I won't live to see this gown restored to its original form." Eleanor shook her head, appearing like a completely different person from the one who had given Rose a hard time at the desk.

As Rose left the study, Eleanor's regretful silhouette and the gown lingered in her mind. Outside the study, there was no one around. Rose chose to take the stairs instead of the elevator. "Rose!" Just as she reached the second-floor landing, a voice called out to her.

to see who it was, frowning as she

stood with her arms crossed, glaring

Rose couldn't help but chuckle. Yara's public image was indeed very positive. But in Rose's few encounters with Yara, she

couldn't help

behind Rose, Yara heard Rose's laugh,

aback. Had she

acknowledged it was impolite if she had laughed out loud, but she didn't mean to mock

turned

from a small family in Aquastead and not even considered a socialite

sneered. The thought of Jonathan defending Rose and making her eat all those fudgy brownies infuriated

on the couch looking

to approach and talk to him, but before she could say a word, he

Rose was to blame! As long as Rose was around, Jonathan wouldn't notice her. Today was like that, and that night was

failed plan that

said

How could you give up the chance to marry the

en

You're from a small family

died early. No wonder you're so good at seducing men, you've probably practiced

Yara's words, and the sudden pain stunned her. Clutching her face, she looked

could tolerate Yara belittling her background, but she couldn't stand Yara insulting

dirty, I'll slap you again!"

believed Rose would follow through, but what right did Rose have to slap her? She was the eldest daughter of

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