The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 524

Tasha was squatting on the floor, a tattered golden dress clutched in her arms. Stunned, she asked, “Miss Lopez needs this dress any second now. What should we do?!” Trying to keep calm, Natalie replied, “Don’t worry. Let’s see if we can figure out a way to fix this.” She picked up the dress herself and examined it closely to see what could be done.

Upon close observation, she realized that the state of the dress was much worse than she’d thought from further away. The damage was all on the front. There would be no way to mend it without leaving visible signs of the repair.

A grimace crossed Tasha’s face. “There’s no saving it, is there?”

Natalie took a deep breath, not ready to answer the question directly. She composed herself and asked, “Do you know who did it?”

“Delores handed over all her projects to me yesterday. Everything went well,” Tasha replied, reflecting on yesterday and all of the work that Delores had accomplished. “But before she left for the day, Delores did say that she wanted to give the dresses one last look -over, saying she always thought of the dresses she works on as if they were her own children. She was crying so hard, so I didn’t stop her. I… I didn’t even pay

her any attention. Delores was only in the work room for only a few minutes. It was all my fault. I should have checked the dresses after she left!” Tasha was growing increasingly flustered, speaking faster the

more agitated she became.

her hands. She never expected in a million years that this disaster could’ve happened on her watch. “You never should have trusted Delores. She was scheming and plotting behind our backs this entire time.” Natalie’s face darkened as she let this truth sink in.

known that Delores had a mean streak, but she’d never expected that she would’ve been so spiteful as to destroy a dress she’d designed herself just to

helped Tasha to her feet and asked, “When is Miss Lopez

clenching her fingers into small fists, Tasha answered, “This morning,

our top priority is to reassure our guest that everything will be alright,” Natalie continued. “Tasha, you go check if Miss Lopez is here yet.” Over the course of her career as a designer, Natalie had faced many similar disasters, and she had become a pro at handling crisis. That was how she knew how to deal

is completely ruined. However are we going to explain that to Miss Lopez?” Tasha had never dealt with such a disaster before. Wracked with anxiety, she

up for her failure to protect the dress from

her cool, Natalie pondered the situation for a short while and then

of the door a voice called, “Tasha? Are you in? Miss Lopez is here for her dress. Please come bring it

hung it on a hook, and shoved it behind other changing clothes, doing

planning on doing, Natalie grabbed her wrist and asked, “What

and hopefully ask her to give us more time,” the miserable

as Tasha finished speaking, she opened the door and marched out,

really worrying Tasha. What

dress. It had been designed for Estella Lopez, a rising

effort. Moreover, it was incredibly expensive. Anyone might’ve erupted in anger at discovering their property had been damaged, but Estella was particularly

for taking home that year’s writing award. And this was the dress she’d planned on wearing