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.

clothes closer to us

another noise of affirmation with

Kevan, “Mr. Shields, do you prefer to have

cut her off. “I’ll

looked straight into her eyes and said, “I don’t trust your eye for

shoulders and scream, “Didn’t you just say that the outfit ‘doesn’t have to be too pretty‘?! Shouldn’t my shitty ‘eye for

a very dry smile and said, “I suppose I will have to trouble you, Mr.

ever had difficulty in choosing anything before,

that they were all so nice and pretty, and she did not know

her. He just looked at the latest designs from the current season and picked the one he thought was

had a píle

to Larissa, who took them from him. Just as she was about to head over to the fitting room that was segregated by a

commotion from downstairs.

don’t you explore the second floor first? We’ve had a batch of new arrivals recently, no one has rented them yet!”