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Chapter 69

Hera walked in wearing a gown while cradling Tiramisu in her arms.

Someone chuckled.

Quietly, the people made space

oce for Hera a

and Giselle to stand face to face. To everyone’s surprise, they were decked out in matching dresses.

But where Hera radiated elegance effortlessly, Giselle seemed to lack the finesse, charm, and poise that Hera effortlessly exuded.

Though clad in identical attice, they exaded entirely different vibes. One seemed like a mere pauper striving for the stars while the other was like a princess.

Giselle couldn’t help but feel jealous as she looked at Hera, who stood before her so majestically. Even though the gown was a replica, it seemed tailor–made for Hera

the upcoming spectacle overshadowed any resentment

in the same gown, Hera instantly grasped why she had been given it. She parted Tiramisu’s head and whispered, “Remember

a spot. The onlookers were more

get this gown? It looks remarkably authentic for a knockoff,” Lily scrutinized Hera. Lily, a scion of the Bourne family, was one of the guests invited

expression remained

Angel, a one–of–a–kind! There’s only a single set in existence. If Giselle’s gown is legit, then

with luxury goods at all. If it weren’t for the Everetts, she wouldn’t even be at such an upscale banquet,” someone interjected.

Giselle at Mr. Gaskell’s celebration despite her lack of

among

of the Everetts could be interpreted as attention–seeking or an attempt to steal Giselle’s fiancé

and just wanted to look good for the party. Maybe she was duped into buying a take,” Giselle

“Hera, why didn’t you let me

Hera’s

actions seemed ungrateful and scheming. She appeared to be nothing more than

Hera’s gaze turned icy as she observed

a funny question.”

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