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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

excitement for the upcoming spectacle overshadowed any

instantly grasped why she had been given it. She parted Tiramisu’s

find a spot. The onlookers

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 by

expression

The Angel, a one–of–a–kind! There’s only a single set in

talking to her? She’s just a country bumplein taken in by the Everetts. She probably isn’t familiar with luxury goods at all.

celebration despite her lack of knowledge about luxury

spread among the

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

knockoff and just wanted to look good for

you let me help you choose a gown? It could’ve spared us all this….”

coupled with Hera’s cold demeanor, fueled

family, Hera’s actions seemed ungrateful and scheming. She appeared to be nothing more than a

Hera’s gaze turned

a funny

crowd joined in the laugh

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