Chapter 63
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Linde was an angry that the shed the store’s delicate glass decoration The half- finished glass of juice folowed, cranking vil the floor in a mess of glass shards and
The sales assistants stood by and were too scared to intervene After all, whatever
destroyed would be added to her bill.
The two women beside Linda exchanged easy glances Linda, what’s going on with Andrew? Your gown is just regular, but he’s letting Melina pick hers from the VIP section?”
“Maybe. Maybe we should leave,” one of them suggested.
Everyone had assumed Andrew didn’t care much for Melina. But now? They’d been wrong
Why else would he arrange such an expensive gown for Melina? if they’d known how much Melina mattered to him, they would’ve dared to lay a hand on her
Never in her wildest dreams did Linda think she’d be outshone by Melina.
Her original plan had been simple. If she couldn’t get rid of Melina, she would at least sabotage her by choosing a garish, low–cut magenta gown for her to wear, ensuring she looked ridiculous at the event
in that way. Linda’s own elegance would stand out even more.
But now? Melina was about to wear something far superior to her gown. That was something Linda couldn’t tolerate
The two women beside her stayed quiet as they were unsure what to say.
Everyone believed Andrew had arranged for Melina to go upstairs. Even Melina
herself thought the same
Melina hesitated when she looked at the exquisite gown in front of her. It was clear that it wasn’t cheap
She asked nervously, “How much is this dress?”
The store manager smiled warmly. “This is a collaboration model, and it’s not for sale.
Melina exhaled in relief as she thought the gown probably wasn’t expensive since it wasn’t for sale. If she had known the true value of the gown, she might have been
too afraid to even walk around in it.
Melina felt transformed after wearing the gown, letting her hair down, and applying flawless makeup.
Meanwhile, Linda had already finished her styling downstairs, but Melina still hadn’t made her entrance.
At that moment, the atmosphere downstairs suddenly fell silent.
Linda quickly turned around and saw Andrew walking in, backlit by the sunlight. His tall figure seemed to block out the light at the doorway.
The brightness slowly returned as he approached, and Linda felt like she could finally breathe again.
Everyone called Andrew a demon, but Linda felt that he was her god.
After all these years after everything she had done, she was determined to keep him. No one was going to take him away from her.
She stepped forward with a smile. “Andrew, you’re here?”
Andrew glanced around and asked, “Where’s Melina?”
A hint of displeasure flickered across Linda’s face. He had asked for Melina when he arrived, but she still maintained her sweet tone. “She’s upstairs…”
Before she could finish, the sound of high heels echoed from the second floor. Everyone turned their gaze upward.
Melina appeared, descending the stairs in a white gown, which made her soft skin look even more delicate.
Her softly curled hair cascaded like waves, shimmering with every step, and the diamond hairpiece in her hair sparkled under the light. Her naturally beautiful face was now enhanced by carefully applied makeup.
If Melina’s looks embodied purity before makeup, then after makeup, she carried a
touch of allure.
Her innocent yet captivating face and graceful figure resembled a mermaid who had just arrived on land, unaware of her beauty as she curiously observed the world
around her.
Everybody was quiet at that moment.
Linda clenched her fists, her nails digging painfully into her palms. How could this be? How could she look this stunning?
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She should have known. Even when Melina wore old clothes, tied her hair in a simple ponytail, and stood bare–face before them, she never seemed out of place. Her beauty had always been undeniable.
Melina walked cautiously down the stairs since she was unused to wearing high. heels.
After Melina saw Andrew, her eyes lit up, and she quickened her pace. But in her haste, she accidentally stepped on her gown, which sent her tumbling forward.
