The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

When Roza arrived at her design studio, she saw Coral sitting stiffly, waiting.

"You're Mrs. Iverson, right?"

Upon hearing Roza's words, Coral hurriedly got up. "Yes, M-Ms Walker."

Without further words, Roza scanned the woman in front of her up and down. She felt somewhat surprised by the woman before her. As the eldest young madam of the Iverson family, Roza thought Coral would be elegant and assertive. However, that was not the case. Coral only wore a simple white suit, and her hair was neatly tied up. Although she had makeup on, it failed to conceal her weary spirit.

"Mrs. Iverson, please have a seat."

Initially, Roza came here with resentment toward Coral. However, she could not bring herself to act rashly after seeing Coral's condition. So, she decided to wait and see what Coral would do. "Ms. Walker, I know my visit is abrupt and presumptuous, but I hope you can help me design an evening gown."

Coral pleaded eagerly, "Money is not an issue. Whatever others can offer, I'm willing to pay double or triple that price. It's not a problem. But please make an evening gown for me! I beg you!" "Mrs. Iverson, I'm just a designer. Please don't use such strong words."

eyes were glazed, and her mental

to bypass this rule. If everyone could cut in line, it would severely delay our

her sentence, Coral suddenly slumped down and

doing?!" Roza exclaimed in surprise, rushing forward

lifted the woman,

where her sleeves had inadvertently rolled up.

she was younger. Her mother had to endure great humiliation so that she could live a relatively good

only your designs truly stand out. Others simply don't

body trembled uncontrollably. She was on the verge of crying. "If you refuse to help me... I'll kneel here all day and not get

this. Please

your measurements now and see if any of our ready-made dresses fit you." Coral grabbed Roza's hand tightly, tears filling her reddened eyes. "Thank you... Thank you so

leaving only Coral and herself