Charles let out a laugh. "It's just a dress. You're acting like it's the end of the world. What about this one? Looks good, right?"

He pulled a crisp white shirt from Noelle's closet, pretty standard stuff, and then grabbed a cozy white sweater.

As Charles kept pulling out clothes, Noelle facepalmed. "These aren't dresses, they're... well..."

"Yeah?" Charles quirked an eyebrow. "They're what?"

"Never mind!" Sure, they were warm, but how were they any different from her everyday wear?

The real difference was in Charles' styling. The outfits he chose had that crisp, detached vibe, especially with the black and white theme topped off with a sleek black coat. It was warm, classy, and totally Noelle's style, which was why her closet was full of these mix-and- match pieces.

"So, you're saying you want me to look good, but that's just business as usual, right?"

look amazing. It's just a yearly get-together. There's no need to go all out. You're not like the rest

perfect!" Noelle decided, not wanting to dwell on her outfit choice any longer. "So, where's the shindig

for a quick comparison. "I was thinking of hosting it at Collosus Group, but things are a bit hectic there lately. We don't want to throw the company's

everyone's buzzing about-you got one

the clothes and strolled over

a feeling it's not Arya who's dying to know. It's

"Maybe. Are you

give it away now, it'll spoil the surprise,"

her down to

me. I'll

when the time

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