Chapter 833

Maybe that is why Rosalind is here to give me the dress in person.

The more Isabella thought about it, the more she felt contented.

Watching Rosalind walk over, Isabella couldn't help but greet her joyfully, “Ms. Webber, thank you for delivering this gown. You have my utmost gratitude. It is my honor to wear the clothing you designed.”

Rosalind looked at Isabella with a puzzled look. “Oh, are you Ms. Rayna?”

Did she just say Ms. Rayner?

Isabella became even more excited. That's my last name. This gown is for me! She was so excited that she could hardly speak. “Yes, yes. I am Isabella Rayner.”

Rosalind scrutinized her. Isabella was very popular recently, so Rosalind somehow managed to recognize her. But...

Isabella's excited expression, Nessy rushed over to show off her beautiful-looking artist before Rosalind could

lucky. So what if someone's a wealthy daughter of the Nolan Group? Isabella's boyfriend sent Ms. Rosalind, the great designer, to deliver the gown to her in person! Unlike someone else, who nobody cared if her gown was dirty. Even her big brother disappeared in her time of

very pleased

must be very jealous and angry when she saw the gown that Rosalind brought over, right? That's right. What's the point of being an unfavored daughter of the Nolan family? After all, Rosalind is a designer who deals with the wives

thought of wearing the same luxurious clothing as the president's wife came to mind, Isabella was filled with

smile she considered elegant and polite. “Ms. Webber. This way, please. Let's get

of Naomi. “This dress is the product

her eyes glued to Rosalind for a moment. What is she doing? Why

you make a mistake? I am Ms. Rayner.

Isabella irritably and responded with a stern face, “Miss, I don't have a relative called Alec. Besides, this gown

I'm old? Isabella was on the verge of a breakdown. Then, Rosalind turned toward Naomi and said politely, “Ms. Naomi,

that moment, she could only feel the sense

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