Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 16

Chapter 16

La Reverie store was in a prime location, with one entrance facing the bustling street and another opening into the mall. The boutique was spacious, about 120 square yards, and its minimalist decor spoke of understated luxury. Despite its simplicity, the space exuded a grandeur that was impossible to ignore..

However, the store didn't feel like a typical fashion boutique. It was more like an art gallery. Inside, there were only three evening gowns on display, each draped over custom-made metal mannequins, encased in glass, as though they were too precious to be touched. The gowns themselves were modern with a touch of timeless elegance-classy, sophisticated, yet dated

Hannah and Emily had been standing in the store for what felt like ages, but no one had come to greet them. Finally, the sound of soft footsteps echoed from the staircase.

Chloe descended from the upper level, graceful and poised in a black evening gown with white stripes. Her figure was flawless, her long hair swept into an elegant updo adorned with a delicate hairpiece. She had a presence about her, with a face so refined that it was hard to guess her age.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, ladies. Chloe greeted them politely, her voice soft but firm. All of our evening gowns are custom-made. It typically takes one to two months, and we're already booked through the end of the year. Would you be willing to wait?" Emily and Hannah exchanged glances before Emily let out a small sigh of disappointment. That's quite a long time. I think we'll have to pass."

"What about these three?" Hannah pointed to the gowns on display. There aren't any price tags"

"These three are for rent only," Chloe replied smoothly.

"Rent?" Emily thought with disdain, her eyes scanning the three gowns once more. Me, renting a gown? For my birthday party. I have two other gowns, each tailor-made just for me. How could I possibly wear a rented dress?

Chloe added. "Though, only two are available. The one in the middle has already been rented out by Mrs. Carnegie."

Emily's eyes widened as she quickly realized who Chloe meant "Mrs. Carnegie? You mean the Carnegie family, one of the three most prestigious families in Dellanex?"

"That's right, Chloe said.

Folding her arms with a huff, Hannah scoffed, "The Carnegies are loaded. Why on earth would Mrs. Carnegie need to rent a gown? If you're going to lie, at least make it believable."

Her words, though rude, mirrored Emily's doubts.

"Suit yourself." Chloe's tone cooled as she dismissed their skepticism, no longer interested in indulging their disbelief

mouth for a furious retort, the sound of heels clicking against the marble floor turned their attention to the staircase once again. Down came Bethany Carnegie herself,

Don't forget to have my gown delivered in a few days, Bethany said with a contented smile. Tve had my eye on that gown for ages. It's from

Carnegie... It's really her." Emily's face froze, her mind spinning. She had seen Bethany before at the charity auction, but the reality

realized this was no act. She could practically feel

her polite

began to shift. If someone as powerful as Mrs. Canegie can rent a gown for

relaxed. Td like to rent that one, Emily sail, pointing to the

pearls, and what caught Emily's attention most was how closely it

in your details. No deposit is necessary, but any damage to the gown

skimmed through the document before signing

ascended the

from a delivery box while playing chess against herself. Despite her youthful

settled, Chloe announced, her tone strictly professional as she handed

satisfaction. She spoke with the spoon still in her mouth, her smile bright

of her, a

report, the truth printed boldly across

that had lingered in Ophelia's heart in her last life had finally been

family heiress runs her mouth-poor people should stick to street food, they don't belong in fancy

internet. Within no time, eagle-eyed netizens had tracked down the restaurant in

there once-they claimed their desserts were Michelin-level, but the cream was terrible, and

ate there once and found a

keep the flies out. Glad I'm broke.

on. "Disgusting. They make money off us and look down on us? Insulting their customers? Let's see how long they

Let's see them

were sharing pictures of unsanitary food served at the chain, while others accused the brand of false advertising. The heat attracted the

protesters, their faces covered with ski masks, stormed one of the restaurants and smashed the windows. The Hall family was suddenly caught in the eye of a public

with Emily when her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw it was her father, George Hall. "Hey, Dad," she answered casually, holding her latest purchase in