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.”

like a glove. The dress seemed

more confident. She walked towards the mirror,

“rip” sound filled the room as the fabric at Rhea’s waist

the moment she successfully wore the dress, but

the fabric

waist

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

How come it didn’t tear when Millie wore

She flushed red and covered the tear

screamed and rushed

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

went out, she kept holding her breath, until she couldn’t and unconsciously let out a breath that tore the

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