Chapter 43 Arm Candy Whispers could be heard among the crowd once more.

Some of them even looked up First Snow online in an attempt to spot differences between both garments.

Natasha, standing at the corner of the stage, was overwhelmed with bewilderment.

That b*tch is already done performing, yet her gown is still fine.

How’s that possible? I’m certain that her garment is a fake! Why? Where did things go wrong? Even though she knew she had been outshined by Gwendolyn as well as had her thunder stolen.

Natasha still could not accept the reality.

Thus, she ran toward Gwendolyn to see what kind of sorcery the latter had done on the counterfeit.

garment.

Natasha had just gotten midway across the stage, barely even able to touch Gwendolyn, when a loud tearing sound echoed throughout the room.

Due to her vigorous movements, the seam of the dress.

she was wearing had ripped from her waistline to her hip.

.

Given that there was no background music playing at the venue, the ripping sound was loud and penetrating.

In a split second, all eyes were riveted on Natasha.

By the time she reacted to cover the tear in her dress with her hands, it had been too late.

The long split in the seam of her gown’s waistline ran from under her arm to her hip, leaving her crotch area exposed.

The pink underclothes she wore were exposed under the spotlight for everyone to see.

Natasha’s face was deathly pale as panic washed over her.

She subconsciously squatted down in an effort to cover herself, but it was to no avail.

Her posture only served to make the tear worse.

As such, her pink underwear could be seen clearly by everyone below the stage as well.

It was truly a sight to behold.

Immediately afterward, peals of laughter erupted from the crowd as they all noticed she was wearing matching undergarments.

Sneers and derision surrounded her.

isn’t this shocking! The Mossey family’s second daughter is wearing a high-quality imitation dress to a banquet! She has to be the first person to be this confident about it!” “I know, right?

thing to dance horribly like an eyesore, but she’s wearing fakes too? Does the Mossey family think we’re blind?” The ridicule and doubt in their voices sounded very

Arm Candy +25 Bonus Prior to that, those people had sung Natasha’s praises

the very group jumped at the opportunity to trample on

those scornful voices mocking her

up in her

looked a sorry

can this be a high-quality imitation? This is impossible!” Natasha repeatedly shook

of bright light

flash, only to see Gwendolyn, who was standing on the stage with her, taking pictures of her in her worst

pictures of me in front of everyone? Gwendolyn was less than a meter

sparkled under

an icy and haughty grin was etched

point, Natasha’s fury prevailed over her sanity,

were getting out of hand, Jerome hurriedly gestured to Madelyn, who was still struggling to fathom how she had spent thirty

return to her senses

likely be over by the time they

Maverick made his way onto the stage and

like she had crawled out of a desert and

flung herself at him and lamented, “Mave, you have to believe me! She set me up! It

on First Snow! How can it possibly be a

and tried

apologize for the

is a little emotional

her room and calm her

of First Snow, we are as

in payment was

can be verified, but we have no

look into this thoroughly and give everyone a much-needed

” 13.

Mon, Ma Chapter 43 Arm Candy +25 Bonus As he spoke, he

for the housekeepers to

not die down even

his gaze across the crowd, feeling

thought that accepting his illegitimate daughter into the Mossey family

decision turned out to be

made an exhibition of herself the moment she arrived! At that

longer any

the guests were also busy discussing Natasha’s

stage, but out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed that a

lips were tightly

to tell if he was angry or just

not happy at being stared at

smile and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you upset that your fiancée’s thunder was stolen? Are you trying to get

his

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