Melinda President Fox’s Love

Chapter 191 It’s Clear Which Side She’s On

“Alright, then!” Monica turned around and went to the car to get her professional photography equipment

In the meantime, Stephanie accompanied Jennifer up the stairs to browse the clothing selection

In the past few years, Jennifer had developed a habit of wearing long-sleeved garments, covering herself up completely. Consequently, she had not purchased many new clothes. She rarely ventured outside and seldom caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

“Miss Fox, Mrs. Fox’s clothes are exquisite,” Stephanie commented.

Jennifer responded softly, “From now on, Monica will become Mrs. Fox. You should amend your way o addressing her.”

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Stephanie lowered her gaze, nodding silently in acknowledgment. Yet, Jennifer’s eyes fixed on the dresses brought from Emerald Harbor. They displayed a wide array of styles, each one exquisitely beautiful and captivating to the heart.

guidance, and together they engaged in a discussion, carefully selecting a

but marvel at Stanley’s extravagance. He had purchased such a vast collection of dresses for her that even if she attended a new banquet every day, she would not be able to wear them all, within a

Monica herself, and she proved to be a versatile

her well-proportioned figure. Her curled hair was artfully pinned with a jade hairpin, adding a touch of elegance. As she stood there, she emitted a captivating aura of mature femininity, reminiscent of a

skills, displaying both talent and patience. “Mrs. Fox. please lift your chin slightly higher. Yes, that angle is perfect,” she

your feet like this.” She demonstrated, showing the ideal stance for a more natural

changing into four different outfits and capturing nearly

that Monica had helped her regain her confidence. From initially being unable to relax to facing the camera naturally,

they took was more beautiful than

became moist. Ever since her injury, Jennifer had

she would edit the photos slightly and create an album as a special

with me tonight?” Jennifer held her hand, her eyes filled

was truly an honor for Monica, and she could not possibly refuse such a

pajamas and lay on Jennifer’s bed. The main light was turned off, and the bright moonlight shone through the window. The evening breeze carried the