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.

her. “The clothes closer to us are the latest designs.”

affirmation with

Kevan, “Mr. Shields, do you prefer to have a seat and wait

her off. “I’ll pick with

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

to give him a good shake by the shoulders and scream, “Didn’t you just say that the outfit ‘doesn’t have to be too pretty‘?! Shouldn’t my shitty

out a very dry smile and said, “I suppose

She had never ever had difficulty in choosing

of clothes, feeling that they were all so nice and

picked the one he thought was pretty. He removed the item

had a píle

she was about to head over

commotion from downstairs.

you explore the second floor first? We’ve had a batch