Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 45

Vivian reacted quicker than Larissa. She grabbed the latter’s hand and studied her briefly, nodding. “Of course.”

To Larissa, she said, “Go pick out a few gowns that you like.” She waved her hand generously. “The clothes on this floor are all high–end customized designs from major brands over the years. Take your pick.”

“High–end customized designs” meant that these clothes were haute couture- clothes that represented the pinnacle of fashion design. Many superstars always wore high–end customized gowns with pride–even if they were out of season–to attend major events. And whether or not they wore haute couture, the choice of the brand, when the clothing was released, and the haute couture of a specific season- all became ways for celebrities to compete with each other.

Larissa felt that she was dreaming–no, she could not possibly even be dreaming

about this.

She really wanted to ask, “Can I really pick whatever I want?” but was afraid that the question would expose her lack of exposure to high society. So, she forced herself to look nonchalant, and answered with a soft hum, her chin slightly raised.

closer to us are the latest

noise of affirmation with

Shields, do you prefer to

off. “I’ll pick

at him in surprise. Kevan looked straight into her eyes and said, “I don’t trust your eye for beauty.” There was a

you just say that the outfit ‘doesn’t have to be too

smile and said, “I suppose I will have to trouble

were so many gowns here that Larissa was completely dazzled. She had never ever had difficulty in choosing anything before, but

between the rows of clothes, feeling that they were all so nice

more decisive than her. He just looked at the latest designs from the current season and picked the one he thought was pretty. He removed the item in question from the clothes rack and draped

píle in

them from him. Just as she was about to head over to the fitting room that was segregated by

commotion from downstairs.

you explore the second floor first? We’ve