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.”

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

was beginning to feel less uncomfortable and more confident. She walked towards the mirror, stood in front of it and made a

as the fabric at Rhea’s waist

from the moment she successfully

the fabric just

dress tore! The waist

way too narrow.

How come it didn’t tear when Millie

Rhea. She flushed red and covered the tear with

rushed

on the dress earlier, it kept getting stuck at her waist. She could have given up,

her breath, until she couldn’t and unconsciously let out a

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