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.”

manager equally chimed in, “That’s right. It fits you like a glove. The dress seemed to have been tailored to

more confident. She walked towards the mirror, stood in

the fabric at Rhea’s waist suddenly tore, revealing her

her breath from the moment she successfully wore the dress,

fabric just

dress tore! The waist design is too

design was way too narrow. Millie felt it herself

come it didn’t

Rhea. She flushed red and covered

she screamed and rushed back into

up, but when she recalled how

went out, she kept holding her breath, until she couldn’t and

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