Chapter: 42

Not long after, the fitting room door opened, and Rhea walked out. Everyone stared at her, the same thought going through their minds. Miss Evans wasn’t half as stunning as Millie was in that dress.

Instead of words of praise, Rhea was met with silence. Not a pleasant one at that.

“Doesn’t it look good?” she asked uncertainly.

As if being jerked back to reality, the wealthy women immediately threw praises at her.

“What? No, Miss Evans. You look absolutely stunning in it. A hundred times, no a thousand times better than certain people. It is worth your noble status alone.”

right. It fits you like a glove. The dress seemed to have

uncomfortable and more confident. She walked towards the mirror, stood in front of it and

sound filled the room as the fabric at Rhea’s

had been holding her breath from the moment

fabric just

dress tore! The waist

was true. The waist design was way too narrow. Millie felt it herself

How come it didn’t tear

Rhea. She flushed red and covered the tear with

rushed back into

kept getting stuck at her waist. She could have given up, but

her breath, until she couldn’t and unconsciously let

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