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

as Hannah was about to open her 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, looking as regal as a queen. Her presence radiated wealth and

delivered in a few days, Bethany said with a contented smile. Tve had my eye on that gown for ages. It's from the same collection as the one worn by that Yoskela royal family member, right? At seventy thousand dollars a

at the charity auction, but the reality

met Bethany, but from Emily's expression, she quickly realized this was no act. She could practically feel the embarrassment creeping up her neck like a blush she couldn't hide. Thankfully, Bethany hadn't overheard her

accompanied Bethany to the door, her polite

as powerful as Mrs. Canegie can rent a gown for her high society events, why can't I

line of thinking, she relaxed. Td like to rent that one, Emily sail, pointing to the white lace gown

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

is necessary, but any damage to

before signing her name on the final

left. Chloe ascended the stairs once more,

an all-black dress, nibbling on a pastry from a delivery box while playing chess against herself. Despite her youthful appearance, there was a calm maturity

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

spoke with the spoon still in her

the chessboard in front of her, a lone pawn was positioned to challenge

a DNA test report, the truth

mystery that had lingered in Ophelia's heart in

video was going viral online entitled "Hall family heiress runs her mouth-poor people should stick to street food, they don't belong in

time, eagle-eyed netizens had tracked down the restaurant in

claimed their desserts

"I ate there once and found a fly in

that high, you'd think they'd keep the flies out. Glad I'm broke. Never heard of this

comments piled on. "Disgusting. They make money off us and look down on us? Insulting their customers? Let's

netizens commented, "Agreed. Let's see

pictures of unsanitary food served at the chain, while others accused the brand of false advertising. The heat attracted the attention of market regulators, who launched an

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

it was her father, George Hall. "Hey, Dad," she answered casually, holding her latest purchase in one hand, "Where the hell are you? George's voice boomed on the other end,