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."

noticed Coral's trembling hand gripping the teacup. Coral's eyes were glazed, and her mental state was

could cut in line, it would

suddenly slumped down and kneeled on

you doing?!" Roza exclaimed in surprise, rushing

as she lifted the woman, she unintentionally

Coral's exposed forearm, where her sleeves had inadvertently rolled up. Roza felt

when she was younger. Her mother had to endure great humiliation so that she

gown here because only your designs truly stand out. Others simply don't compare

the verge of crying. "If you refuse to help me... I'll kneel here all day and not get

do this. Please stand

for you. Please stand up. I'll take your measurements now and see if any

and assistants, leaving only Coral