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.”

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

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

then, a “rip” sound filled the room as the fabric at Rhea’s waist suddenly

holding her breath from the moment she successfully wore the dress, but

the fabric just

The waist design

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

How come it didn’t tear when

it for Rhea. She flushed

she screamed and rushed back into the

dress earlier, it kept getting stuck at her waist. She could have given up, but when she recalled how stunning Millie looked in it, she sucked in her

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

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