Chapter 125

Amelia did not expect that Olivia would reject her so decisively. She was stunned for a moment. Her face turned ashen, and her hands trembled in

anger.

“This Olivia is so disrespectful to me!”

She slammed her phone on the floor. A cloud of warning settled over her features.

Emma carefully picked up the phone and observed the look on her mother’s face. Then, she asked in a soft voice, “Does Olivia think that the clothes are too old–fashioned, so she doesn’t want them? I still have…”

Before Emma could finish the sentence, Amelia suddenly interrupted her in a harsh tone. “What an ungrateful brat! Don’t bother with her. Let her make a fool of herself tomorrow.”

Amelia was so angry that her head was spinning. A swell of irritation vibrated in her chest as if it would burst through her lungs.

After sitting on the sofa for a long while, she finally cooled off.

Amelia regained her senses and turned to gaze at Emma, thinking, “Olivia would definitely make a fool of herself and embarrass both the Green and the Taylor families the day after tomorrow. Therefore, Emma could not make a mistake. To salvage our reputation ruined by Olivia, Emma has to be the star of the event.”

Thinking of that, Amelia said, “I heard that Mr. Abel Dubois is in Evervale these days. He has designed a unique diamond gown which is currently on exhibit in the country. I’ll contact him later to buy the dress.”

“Abel? A diamond gown?”

Emma’s eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart was beating fast. “Is Mom talking about the dress named Angel? It’s a unique white–colored long train diamond gown which costs several millions of dollars.”

It was the first time Emma wanted a piece of apparel so desperately.

She had never worn such an expensive gown before.

It wasn’t that Emma couldn’t afford it, but it wasn’t worth it. Several millions of dollars could buy a luxury car or a mansion. Using that much money to buy a garment that she would only wear a few times was a bit

extravagant for her.

of dresses were normally created by designers to participate in competitions and not for

other than money,

tried to control her slightly trembling voice. “Isn’t it

fondly. “Not matter how expensive the gown is, my daughter is worthy of

head lovingly and said with sorrow, “My Emma has suffered. Ever since Olivia is back, you haven’t had a single day of peace. You put up with everything and yield in

Amelia’s arms, her eyes moist and her voice choked, like an aggrieved little girl. “Mom, I’m not afraid of hardship. Even if you want me to go back to the orphanage, I’m

Amelia’s heart ached. “How can

Amelia called Abel and requested to buy

Abel agreed without hesitation.

her grandfather’s birthday party the day after

haute couture clothing, the unique dress required the designer to

to her so readily, he would come over to help with the fitting and make necessary alterations. But unexpectedly, the designer rejected

“Why?” Amelia was surprised.

designers like Abel were very particular about their works and pursued perfection in every detail. Under normal circumstances, Abel would engage in extended communication

really sorry, Mrs. Taylor. I should alter the gown according to your daughter’s size, but

don’t have time?” Amelia frowned in

smiled, unable to hide the joy in his voice. “No, no, it’s not about the exhibition.

a party the day after tomorrow. So

looked puzzled and couldn’t understand for a designer, what could be more important

anticipated her actions and spoke first. “I know this is my fault. Mrs. Taylor, if you’re not satisfied, you can choose not to

contact you later and send Angel to the Taylor family. I have something to attend to here, so I’ve got

clothes. When she saw Abel walking over, she cast a glance at him, then quickly averted her gaze and looked at

great. It suits you perfectly.” Abel’s eyes were

slightly.

it and examined the details before saying, “I can alter it.” “Will that be too

His tone was sincere. “I’ve freed up my schedule these two days to

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