Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

“You need to wear suitable attire, understood?” Abigail emphasized the word ‘suitable’.

Gia chuckled cheerfully, imagining herself toasting and socializing at the event, with men swooning over her while she wore a stunning dress.

Little did she know that her interpretation of ‘suitable’ was completely different from what Abigail meant.

Two days later.

Gia rushed to the event venue wearing a strapless fishtail gown and glamorous makeup. She pulled out a mirror in the taxi and admired her appearance, growing more satisfied the longer she looked at herself.

The dress was a limited edition from a top international brand and had nearly drained her savings. However, she felt it was worth it. She would be content if she could capture everyone’s attention at the event, especially surpassing Lina.

“Miss, we’ve arrived.” The driver’s indifferent voice came from the front.

own beauty. It wasn’t until the driver called her

“Oh, thank you.”

driver suddenly turned around and gave her a strange look. Gia’s heart skipped a beat,

he furrowed his brows. He

himself while glancing at his phone, “Damn it, picked up a crazy person… Thinks she’s a flight attendant? Clearly more of

under the scorching sun, looking at the navigation on her phone. This

as Gia contemplated the situation, she heard

we receive your design, we’ll

eyes and saw a group of people surrounding an elderly foreign man. Lina and Abigail stood on

loudly as she looked down at her nearly 10-centimeter-high heels… currently stuck in the muddy path of the construction site,