Unlimited Son-In-Law

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 101

She gave up wondering after a while. Carrying the briefcase, she headed to the changing room. She did not want to wear the attire at first. Nevertheless, she was instantly enthralled when she popped it open.

Sitting in it was a mesmerizing necklace. Its color was slightly on the dark side, but it looked exquisite nonetheless.

What fascinated her the most was the sapphire blue gown. It did not have any unnecessary embellishments on it, and its fabric was as soft as a cloud, making it comfortable to touch. In fact, there were no signs of stitching found on it, as though the gown was crafted entirely out of a single yard of silk.

Overtaken by her fascination, she could not help but change into the enrapturing gown. Looking at her image in the mirror, she felt her jaw drop to the ground.

To begin with, she was tall and slim, and her legs were long and slender. Clad in the striking gown, she looked just like a queen out of a fairytale. It fitted her perfectly, accentuating her fair skin and alluring, enticing figure.

This dress seemed to have different effects when worn by different people. If Lana had worn it, she would appeal to the primal urges of the male mind.

Strangely, when it was worn by Jennifer, the dress gave off a more graceful air.

Everyone would look good in that gown and invoke different feelings.

It was familiar,

doubts at first. Nevertheless, she convinced herself that she had given it too much thought and soon proceeded to put on the

second, her elegant aura

her image for

Nigel

also known as the “goldfish bowl,” was filled with guests waiting on their seats. The whole scene looked lavish and majestic. As everyone had changed into their formal attires, the banquet seemed like a rendezvous only the

entered the hall. Even Kevin

fixated on a captivating lady on

Wilson family, but from the

affluent family that still held immense power after one hundred years. She was a descendant of the Yeager family of

the well-known Shannon

anyone could bear the moniker of being swan-like, it would

an air of dominance. One could see that she was

old. Aside from that, she was tall, at 1.75 meters, and had the figure many women coveted. Standing on the stage in a red, big gown, she had her fair, bright skin exposed on her back. Wrapped around her wrist was a gleaming, crystalline bracelet, which was worth a

the ancient Phoenix Bracelet? I’ve heard that it’s priceless!” Thomas Hared eye-wide, astonished. “This gown seems to be handcrafted by my ist Apuaintance,