Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 384

The next day, Greta slipped into the stunning gown and spent a good while in front of her vanity, lost in thought. She snapped a few gorgeous selfies and posted them on social media before reluctantly taking off the dress and leaving the house with it draped over her arm. She headed to the boutique where she'd bought the dress and politely explained, "I won't be needing this dress. I'd like to return it."

The clerk gave her a once-over with a hint of disdain. "This is a custom-made gown. Once it's out the door, we don't do returns or exchanges."

Greta's frustration was evident. "I haven't even worn it. If you insist on not taking it back, I'll have to take legal action for breaching consumer fair trade rights."

The clerk's confidence visibly wavered.

Just then, Nathalie walked in from the street, and Greta's demeanor shifted to one of uncomfortable surprise.

How could she just stroll into a high-end boutique like this?

The clerk's attitude changed entirely upon spotting Nathalie, greeting her warmly with a slight bow. "Ms. Nathalie, welcome!"

in her arms felt like it

glanced at Greta and lazily asked, "What's

of our gowns and now wants to return it. But it's worth two million-who can say she

the

her arms, replying flatly,

I bought this dress for my husband's gala, but he ended up taking you as his date. I couldn't even attend. Now, I

raised voice drew

to making bold accusations, "Nathalie, you're deliberately making things hard for me. Why're you weighing my heart down with all this hassle!" The crowd began

you're acting like a total

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her phone, brought up Greta's social media, and showed the crowd the photos Greta had posted that morning in the dress "You've already worn it and snapped several photos in it. You pretty much drained its value. And now you want a return? Who do

Greta's cheeks flushed. "I..."

a calm smile.

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