The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0115

Later, I had to attend another meeting with Linda, this time to coordinate our outfit choices with the

tailor.

Linda was so furious, she was practically on fire. Her entire face was a bright red. Her lips were twisted into a snarl. Her brow was lowered.

Nicholas and I had taken away all of her power with our press conference today, and she knew it.

The tailor politely cleared his throat. “Would you like some cold water, miss?”

Linda sharp gaze shifted onto him and he winced.

“It’s just that… well… your color is all wrong. It will be hard to match fabrics when you are not at your

usual tones.”

“Well, make it work anyway!” Linda snapped.

Inside, I felt victorious. I had silenced Linda, stopped her blackmail, and so far, the King has left me

alone.

at the other pairs of girls, most of whom

whispered. I looked in the

I couldn’t tell who

heard someone else

“Whore

Text to go.

But I could never catch anyone actually

will take a drink of water, if you

good, miss.” The tailor scurried away from

done is speed up your own demise. I

me before. I could see their looks of

a bad idea after all. Mark had promised we’d have an answer from them today. I truly hoped they agreed. I could already feel the knives at my

to normal and we could continue. The tailor made many suggestions, and I scribbled them down on the same pad of paper I had used to take note of Linda’s favorite appetizers

basic shades. The names were complicated things, with a long sequence of numbers

need to order the fabric by name, not mere color,” the tailor said. “A

step apart will be instantly noticeable in the sunlight.

consultation, I was tired from trying on fabrics and listening to Linda’s complaints. I was

the foot that had suddenly come into my path. Nor the tray of waters that the tailor had left sitting on a

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