Chapter 691:

“Yeah, Carrie, try it on! What’s the harm?” Marina chimed in eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Carrie hesitated for a moment, glancing down at the intricately designed dress in her hands. She couldn’t deny that she liked it—more than she cared to admit. Even if she didn’t take it home, it wouldn’t hurt to see how it looked on her, just this once.

“Alright,” she relented, taking the dress and heading toward the fitting room. The designer gestured courteously to the others. “Please, follow me to the lounge. Have a seat, and enjoy some tea while you wait.”

It was only then that the group noticed several tall men, standing nearby and partially blocking the aisle. They moved aside to let the designer lead the way.

The group followed and had just settled onto the plush sofas in the lounge—cups of tea yet to be poured—when Carrie emerged from the fitting room. The room stilled. The dress fit her like a second skin, perfectly outlining her graceful figure. Its bold, rich colors and ornate details, which might have overwhelmed someone else, seemed to come alive on Carrie. The luxurious embroidery and jewel accents shimmered with every step she took, exuding both elegance and allure.

dress had been waiting for her all

expression betraying a mix of

memory. It was a familiarity Daxton, with all

Carrie! If you were born a few decades earlier, you’d have been the face of the golden age

want to try

limits. I’m not suited for something so dramatic, especially this style. Carrie looks like a model in

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“if I wore it after her, it would seem like I’m

have a distinct

She felt

fits perfectly, sometimes it just doesn’t feel right. The first impression determines the story. If there’s

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