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.

room at the other pairs

I

who had said

heard someone else say.

“Whore

Text to go.

after the next. But I could never catch anyone actually saying them.

water, if you must,” Linda grumbled, recovering her

good, miss.” The tailor scurried away from us toward the

gone. “But I can tell you, all you have done is speed up your own demise. I was willing to work with you. Do you honestly believe that

tolerated me before. I could see their looks of hatred

more wolfy protection wouldn’t be such a bad idea after all. Mark had promised we’d have an answer from them today. I truly hoped

returned with water, which Linda drank down. Eventually, her complexion returned 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 for our table.

the basic shades. The

need to order the fabric by name, not

apart will be

the end of our hour–long consultation, I was tired from trying on fabrics and listening to Linda’s complaints. I was eager to go back to my

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

–