Maybe that is why Rosalind is here to give me the dress in person.

The more Isabella thought about it, the more she felt contented.

Watching Rosalind walk over, Isabella couldn’t help but greet her joyfully, “Ms. Webber, thank you for delivering this gown. You have my utmost gratitude. It is my honor to wear the clothing you designed.”

Rosalind looked at Isabella with a puzzled look. “Oh, are you Ms. Rayna?”

Did she just say Ms. Rayner?

Isabella became even more excited. That’s my last name. This gown is for me! She was so excited that she could hardly speak. “Yes, yes. I am Isabella Rayner.”

Rosalind scrutinized her. Isabella was very popular recently, so Rosalind somehow managed to recognize her. But…

at Isabella’s excited expression, Nessy rushed over to show off her beautiful-looking artist before

Rosalind, the great designer, to deliver the gown to her

pleased to

right. What’s the point of being an unfavored daughter of the Nolan family? After all, Rosalind is a designer who deals with the wives of the state’s aristocrats. Commoners will never get to meet her or wear the clothes she designed. The

the same luxurious clothing as the president’s wife came to mind, Isabella was

gleeful smile she considered elegant and polite. “Ms. Webber. This way,

moment, Rosalind suddenly stepped forward a few steps and stopped in front of Naomi. “This dress is the product of

for a moment. What is she doing? Why did she go to

did you make a mistake? I am Ms. Rayner. Didn’t your relative, Alec Webber, send

irritably and responded with a stern face, “Miss, I don’t have a relative called Alec. Besides, this gown is only suitable for girls with elegant and sweet temperaments. It is not ideal for someone of your

I’m old? Isabella was on the verge of a breakdown. Then, Rosalind turned toward Naomi and said

moment, she could only feel the sense of humiliation showing

Naomi? She’s a b*tch. Her brother won’t even come to see her. Why does she get to

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