You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After Cecelia left the Heath residence, Irene walked into the living room and respectfully asked, "Miss Meyer, have you made your decision? If you are not satisfied with anything, we will do our best to modify it until you are satisfied.”

Charlotte sat down on the couch and pointed to the dress that Cecelia had just picked out for her before she left.

"Just that one, it'll do. You don't have a better designer? Forget about the engagement, you can't be so perfunctory when I get married. Let your chief designer design it for me personally.” She had an arrogant face, written with dislike, and her tone was unkind.

Irene bowed her head and took the lecture, "Yes, Miss Meyer is right. Don't worry, with enough time we will be able to fix it to your satisfaction.”

"Really? Are you accusing me of not giving you enough time?" Charlotte raised her voice in dissatisfaction.

Irene kept apologizing on the surface, but in her heart, she didn't care. Charlotte only gave them three days in total, and the requirements were so high that even the gods couldn't do it. In order to catch up with the work, they hadn't slept for three days. "Leave the clothes we've chosen, and take the rest away.” Charlotte waved her hand impatiently and gave the

her, "Yes,

rushed to call the staff who came with her, and together

with power, she can't change her poor, petty taste. I've met many famous women, and what's so great about her? Our chief, who is a world-renowned designer, only produces one piece of the best a year, and it's not your

cut the crap, beware of surveillance!" The porter warned. "What's wrong with a few scoldings? You didn't even

boarded the minivan and left with

time. She remembered that there were still some accessories for

pick me up, I want to go to

Miss Meyer," Ricky