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.

explained to her. “The clothes closer to

made another noise of affirmation with a poker

do you prefer

cut her off. “I’ll pick with

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

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

herself. She even forced herself to squeeze out a very dry smile and said, “I suppose I will

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

they were all so nice and

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 his arms.

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

commotion from downstairs.

third floor! Why don’t you explore the second floor first? We’ve had a batch of new arrivals recently,